Author: telboy2

On Sunday the family group had an indoor sports event. It involved playing football and basketball between the adults and the children. Two hours of fun and running around, with the reminder of the effect of age coming along rapidly.
Playing football and asking the legs to respond and finding they did not do so in quite the way of old. Muscle tweaks here and there followed the next day by buttock and adductor pain and an inability to walk properly.

It was great fun but a reminder to either sort self out or get real.

Maybe I should become a long distance cyclist. Certainly all the bike shops have significant sales on currently.

A novel experience yesterday-going to the cinema for a 1-30 pm viewing. We went to see “In the Loop” which is past of the NZ International Film Festival.
It is a British film which satirises the British and US governments over the initiation of the war.

“British political satire takes on Washington in this lacerating spoof of bureaucratic opportunism. Expanded from Armando Iannucci’s critically-lauded BBC TV series The Thick of It, In the Loop features a virtuoso comic cast with Peter Capaldi already a legend as the PM’s lethally foul-mouthed Director of Comms.”

Sara loved it, while I thought it was merely good.

On Friday we are off to see a Danish film “Flame and Citron”.

So the Amritsar luvvies continue.

Despite it being as far away from Christmas as you can manage and no birthdays to be celebrated, I still have managed to pick up the lurgy.
I assume it is the swine flavour as apparently Wellington is the swine centre of New Zealand, with very high levels of sickness in schools. Eleanor brought this home. Of course Sara had it earlier but fended it off more effectively than I have managed.
So feeling sorry for myself, lying on sofa watching tv and sleeping lots. Had first day off sick in about 2 years-not good when it is day 3 of new job though!

It was on Monday-during Wimbledon fortnight as one would expect. We did not doing anything on the day as Sara had the virus, and anyway, we had already spent up large.

I have recently taken possession of a new pair of glasses. So what you may think.
Well other than the generally inflated cost of acquiring such things in NZ, despite the arrival of Specsavers to these shores, age is having a negative impact.
The short-sightedness is much the same, the astigmatism is unchanged, but now the long-sighted old man’s eyes canot be ignored. Reading print with my usual glasses has become too difficult, and to now to fulfill all the requirements I have moved onto varifocal lenses-the modern version of bi-focals. As you might gather, more complex technology comes at a price, especially when put in some trendy designer frames.
So, thinning hair, grey in colour of what is left, less resilient achilles, apparently progressive deafness and now failing eyesight.
The viagra though is still in the packet.

Postings are now coming thick and fast. This is the video from three weeks ago finally out of post-production. Not too long and hopefully sufficiently fun to make the time watching worthwhile.

Having watched the aforementioned All Blacks v France Test match, and enjoyed the game for its skill and tactics, this morning I watched a recording of the Lions v Springboks Test. During the game I found myself jumping and shouting and swearing.
Conclusion: I have not been living here long enough yet.

Hello all again

We are in the build up to the next Test-it being about an hour away. The All Blacks and the nation have had their confidence shaken by last week’s loss in Dunedin. They have a least acknowledged that France deserved to win, though of course there is a frequent chorus that it was the NZ “B” team, giving no recognition for the fact it was the best team they could out on the day. The best team available is not necessarily the best team that may have been available.
So tonight will be interesting to see have far the All Blacks improve with a change of some personnel, and how much France can improve with the availability of some new players. The game is in Welllington, and I can asure you the weather is not pretty. Very cold and wet, and so not a day for throwing the ball around with abandon.
We shall see.

On the rugby theme, we today and on previous weekends, have been asking where in the parents’ manual it mentions standing on the side lines in foul weather, to watch your son play and his team be thrashed on a regular basis.
Today the weather was pants. The pitch had huge puddles, and all were soaked and cold within minutes. However today they played well in losing-about 30-15. It was competitive and they kept going to near the the end. Joe played much better today, giving it some omph at tight head prop and putting in some tackles and getting involved. He did though give away a intercept try when he thought he was the scrum-half when he should have just taken the ball up with some aggression.
The previous two weeks have been heavy loses against good teams, though the attitude was terrible two weeks ago, and has improved since.

Here’s to the hard crew parents for the next few weeks. Looking forward to some dry weather.