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Entries from February 23rd, 2011

Not Again

February 23rd, 2011 3 Comments

Wellington was creepy last night. The veils of rain felt like winter, suddenly. Despite all the bars being full of people,  it was eerily subdued.  They were quiet as they drank. Everyone’s eyes were glued to screens; TV screens, computer screens, smartphone screens, whatever would give them a news infusion the fastest. For the second […]



February 21st, 2011 Comments Off on Simmering

She checks the time, and it’s later than she thought. Towards the end of summer, the dawns stay darker for longer. So she draws herself out of bed. Beneath her bare feet, the floor has a fleeting chill. The line of light between the curtains beckons, and she parts it with one hand. Outside is […]


They’re Percolating In

February 18th, 2011 2 Comments

Helena Hutt is back in the swing of mummying, Wellington style. The organizing white board in the kitchen, after the blissful emptiness of summer, has filled up with grids of who has to be there when. She spends half the day in her car, shuttling small people about.  And as she drives, she notices something. […]


Hot Bread

February 16th, 2011 1 Comment

Every Wellington bachelor has several idée fixes. They vary from bloke to bloke, save for one: that the “hot bread” bakery closest to their abode is the best bakery in the entire Wellington region. Surely it must be so. There’s always a line – it has to be good. The cases are loaded with gleaming […]


My Welly Valentine, II

February 14th, 2011 Comments Off on My Welly Valentine, II

Will and Winona have settled in for a romantic Valentine’s evening. A bottle of good red wine; a thin, crisp pizza; a small box of chocolates; and Will’s iPad, scrolling real estate ads. Together, they are planning their future. “I’d like…a place with some character. Except warm, and insulated, and with heating.” “Walking distance from […]

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If You Had Just Five Minutes, What Would You Say?

February 11th, 2011 1 Comment

That’s the motto of the Ignite event. Wazzer, intrigued by the “evening of speakers” trend that kept taking Willow out in the evening, asked to be brought along one night. Willow put some thought into which one would suit her happy headbanger flatmate best. Pecha Kucha‘s flickering images gave Willow motion sickness, and while Wazzer […]

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A Night of Win

February 7th, 2011 2 Comments

Courtenay Place, the night of the Sevens rugby final, is a scene of post-apocalyptic debauchery. Hooting groups of drunkards fumble out of taxis and stagger around, their group costumes the worse for wear after three days.  Unwilling to sacrifice a parking place in Mount Victoria, Winona and Will have watched the madness through the safety […]

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Smells Right

February 2nd, 2011 Comments Off on Smells Right

By the time Winona returns to Wellington, a certain detente has been achieved. She had to quit ignoring her smart phone sometime. Karin sent her home soon after, saying, “If all you’re going to do is poke at the bloody phone…” Three hours of post-holiday traffic and a stop for fish and chips at Paraparaumu […]

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