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It’s Business Time

June 2nd, 2011 1 Comment

“So this is a women’s business group,” Wazzer murmurs, glancing around a repurposed conference room on The Terrace. “They do themselves well, don’t they?” She smooths down her skirt. Her platform boots don’t look too out of place. “Movers and shakers. Mummy pulled a few strings so that I can talk to them about the […]

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May 31st, 2011 1 Comment

Will and Winona have been a little preoccupied lately. After their engagement, Will escorted Winona to a GP consultation about fertility. The GP took one look at Will, hollow-eyed, weedy yet pudgy after too many late nights software programming, and lined him up for some tests. The results – well, Will’s not talking about them […]

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Dining Out On It

May 12th, 2011 Comments Off on Dining Out On It

Meanwhile, another mother and daughter scene is taking place, across the two gulfs of Wellington harbor and Wellington’s social strata. Wilhelmina Wellington glances around the witty, luxurious restaurant approvingly. “Such a clever idea, bringing back high tea.” “Happy Mother’s Day, Mummy,” says her daughter, Winona. Delicately, they click their champagne flutes. Wilhelmina surveys the towering […]

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Fancy Meeting You Here

April 18th, 2011 2 Comments

“Hello! Hello! I haven’t seen either of you in ages!” “Oh, hey, mate, how’s it going?” “I say, this is nice, how are you?” The three women cluster on the rain-slicked corner of Grey and Featherston street. It’s an odd place to collect on a Saturday night – usually this part of town is between […]

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Engagement Party Chemistry

March 13th, 2011 1 Comment

Winona and Will haven’t gone to much fuss for their engagement party. The back room of  Wazzer’s bar has been adorned with white fairy lights. A long table is jumbled with wine bottles, bowls of chips, and irregular engagement presents that arrived with guests. When Ulrika attempts a dramatic entrance, no-one pays much attention, they […]

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Rouge et Noir

March 4th, 2011 Comments Off on Rouge et Noir

Wazzer’s bar is packed tonight, a sea of red and black clothing. Everyone has turned out for a stellar live gig that is benefiting the Christchurch earthquake fund, sipping Christchurch benefit beers. Winona has a smart new jersey, bought at a Christchurch benefit sale. Despite a week spent seeking to benefit Christchurch in every possible […]

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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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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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“For There Is No Friend Like A Sister”

January 26th, 2011 Comments Off on “For There Is No Friend Like A Sister”

It’s midnight. Winona has just finished pacing, unburdening herself to her sister Karin, about how it feels to walk in on your partner with another woman’s face in his lap. The day has been so long and peculiar that it barely registers that she is now in a foundry-cum-studio on the outskirts of Waikanae, talking […]

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