in these days of open ness and no hidden secrets for products sold to the public, isn’t it time we started to see what really happens inside dishwashers once the door is closed ? i’d love to own an actual dishwasher with a glass front door and a spooky green light.
chocolate is expensive here. but still readily available. and actually, if you buy a big bar, like this 200g dairy milk, not too bad value
and it’s exciting too. your chocolate comes in a cardboard wrapper, which is opened to reveal a silver foil covered chocolate bar
the chocolate itself is quite thin rather than the big old chunksters we got back in blighty (no longer called ‘home’ deliberately when remembering the old days, just over a fortnight ago).
And it tastes different too. like supermarket own brand chocolate. but whatever it contains is like human cat-nip as i can’t help scoffing whole bars at a time.
which simply aint good.
there’s a beach 30 minutes up north from Auckland called Big Manly Beach. I wasn’t man enough to have my picture taken on it, but we did see some Manly signs. Manly price cutters looked good (if a little dangerous).
i’m not sure if it’s manly to have a liquor ban or not. it’s probably especially not manly to admit to it
i’m more of your ‘straight to ink’ guy, enjoying the randomness of mistakes. i’ll often go with a spell suggested word on my mobile rather than the word i was planning on using just because it causes the sentence to make no sense. (if anyone from my future employers is reading, i do this strictly for non work related things – mostly).
sorry about the confusing chronology of pictures at the moment. i fear it’s going to get worse before it gets better. so hang on to your time travel hats
we moved out of our house a couple of days before we left the UK as all our stuff was loaded in to the container to be shipped to the other side of the world. Our last two nights in the UK were spent at Jane’s parents who kindly hospitalised us (i think that’s what i mean).
jane and i slept in her old bedroom which had her old lightshade in. it was a fitting end to our time in the UK !
right, i’m back in something resembling real time ! here are actual pictures from actual real new zealand where we actually really live. in like a permanent way
anyway, yesterday was a bank holiday so we went with our excellent friends buzz and wendy and (some of) their kids to a dam to see where our drinking water is kept before it pops out our taps
the girls had their wellies on but jane and i had to remove our shoes and wade through the freezing water