Welcome once again. Here we are again, another week on. Today turns out to be 5 months since we landed at Auckland and here we are, both with jobs, Aidan at school and settling in quite well.
Black Monday
Monday. Which we will from this point on refer to as “Black Monday”. On Black Monday I went to work as usual. It was a hell of a long day though and I struggled to see light at the end of the tunnel. Perhaps my sub-conscious was trying to tell me something, pointing towards a sign that something was going on, something was WRONG.
I scraped and scrabbled my way through Black Monday and came to the end of the working day. As I made my way home nothing eventful happened, it was a normal trip home. Black Monday was nearing an end.
It was then that I saw the light at the end of the tunnel. Or more correctly I saw light at the end of the driveway. Huh? Where was this light coming from? Then it dawned on me, my sub-conscious had indeed been trying to tell me something. The bloody tree had only gone! Tree murderers had been during the day knowing I was powerless to defend the nice tree. I hadn’t even had a chance to find out its name. What I did know was that its bark was worse than its bite and it didn’t deserve the untimely trip to landfill heaven that it has had. Hopefully it will one day live again, reincarnated as a protected species where it can live out its full life.
I present to you – The last picture ever taken of “Da Tree”:-
Clouds
On Thursday I was rudely awoken from my slumber with the announcement that I would have to come and look at the clouds. Errm? Excuse me? I have seen clouds before, indeed I make a note of looking at them regularly. Partly because I am sad and like to half-guess what type of weather is coming, partly because they can make a mediocre photo a good photo and partly because I know if I look at them during the day then there is less chance that someone will wake me at a god-awful hour to look at them.
As I dragged my still sleeping body through to the living room I was soon wondering if perhaps I was actually still asleep. The sky was filled with little spaceship globules that I can only describe as what I imagine the inside of a marshmallow would look like just as you introduce it to an open fire.
The photos don’t really do it justice.
On Friday night we had a nice fiery sky. Unfortunately I had sunk one too many beers to drive to a suitable spot to get a decent picture of it.
Five months in
I have kept this update quite short as the next couple are going to be lengthy. This weekend means that we are officially 5 months in. We also had a long weekend as you will see in the upcoming posts from Rotorua.
Tata fer noo.
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