142 – The bubble
One of the great things about Wellington is the way the harbour is such a part of the landscape. Townscape. Those of us who work …
One of the great things about Wellington is the way the harbour is such a part of the landscape. Townscape. Those of us who work …
Being able to park in tight spaces is something you have to learn when you live in Wellington. Our city is very hilly, has very …
“Kiss me, you fool!” She was breathing heavily now, her chest heaving with gasps. Brad, barely able to walk after the traumatic encounter with the deformed …
I’m a desk-based worker these days. You don’t raise much of a sweat working at a desk. No drops of water forming on your forehead …
Narking is the gentle art of communication, of information, from the inside, or from an insider. No narking to be done, or, no narking to …
Summer is struggling to make an appearance. Each day dawns with the promise that today the weather will be different – and it’s not. Rain, …
Never allow anyone to rain on your parade and thus cast a pall of gloom and defeat on the entire day. Remember that no talent, …
High above Wellington, nestled in the wild, mist covered Karori hills, an isolated monastery is still continuing a number of age-old traditions. In the last …
The bears in Kirk’s windows have been working out thoroughly over the past few weeks. Some of them are definitely looking slimmer. Perhaps we could …
Fritz, John Plimmer’s faithful companion, looked particularly exuberant as I made my way to work today. Fritz always makes me feel happier – the uniquely …
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