“I don’t want to belong to any club that would gratuitously give me a Peace Award” - Groucho Marx, kind of

My mother went out with Robert Shaw (the baddie hitman)’s brother before she met my father. If things had gone differently I could’ve looked like him. Spoiler alert: I don’t 😢

Here’s a recent picture of the shameful tramlessness of Pōneke Wellington.

Card Cutter Folder. It’s all about getting Christmas cards ready for last posting date.

Humble suggestion to speed up elections. All parties agree ahead of time what coalitions they would join, what policies would be followed. Then (a) we know what we’re voting for and (b) no drawn out negotiations. At the moment it just peters out, if you know what I mean. #nzpol

It’s even better than that! 25.9.2025 is a square day (45 * 45 = 2025) and the next one won’t be for 91 years!

Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky and Mick

Massive support for you in Pae Tū Mōkai Featherston! #tauhou #boty

The Policeman

I now realise that my mother-in-law worked with Jacquie Sturm at Wellington Library in the 1980s, and liked and respected her.

Thanks for that! If only everyone was more librarian.

Reminiscence, Remicroscence, Remainframescence: thinking back to different phases of computing.

Someone told us, and it worked. Checking on the internet, maybe we shouldn’t, the colour of the feeder is enough. Next lot will go out clear and I will let you know. Meanwhile, I need to get better at drawing them:

We cheat, with red-dyed sugar water. Our most successful bird feeder ever. Now I have to learn to draw tauhou for our 2025 Christmas Card.