Bucketing Down

It’s raining cats and dogs. It’s bucketing down. It’s coming down in sheets. This could be because it’s typical for Auckland to reach humidity in the 90’s before early summer storms sweep away the resplendent pohutukawa flowers; cutting off the New Zealand Christmas tree at its knees. It could be caused by global warming, after … More Bucketing Down

New Habitats

There’s a new kind of madness emerging. First there were toilet paper wars in the supermarket isles, then came flour and yeast shortages not seen since Churchill’s post-war Britain, and now, in the plentiful first world, we’re struggling for building supplies. Across the globe there has been, to varying degrees, a year and a half … More New Habitats

Green Eyed Monster

Something was said in a Zoom call on Christmas day. It was a relative far away in Cornwall who said he was jealous. Not of our sunshine or our day filled with meals outdoors and play at the beach. He was simply jealous of our Covid free status. The virus permeates everything in 2020. We … More Green Eyed Monster

Domestic Travel

The North Island got the memo. The South Island got the memo too. The past two weeks have apparently set records for NZ Ski across its three South Island ski fields. Kiwis are throwing themselves off bridges and hiring campervans. For families unlike ours these are new experiences. Time will tell what’s around the corner … More Domestic Travel

Testing Times

We don’t have Covid-19. Yet…. Ruby and I headed up for the test, taking our place in the long line of cars. It was only when we stopped and took our place, realising that we’d be stuck in the car for hours to come, that I noticed the empty red light on my petrol gauge. … More Testing Times

Staying Put

It’s a week of beginnings and ends. The beginning of our ‘new normal’ in Level 2 (it’s everyone’s new cliché) and calling to a close our home-schooling experiment. It’s confusing. I was excited to buy a real book from a bookstore this afternoon, and yet I feel like I’ve been through some kind of Orwellian … More Staying Put

The Good Life

My forefingers pinch a crumpled paper bag, the remnants of a $1 lolly mix. In the other hand are two lemonade popsicles, melting beneath my fingertips. My thumbs are left to steer. We’re rebelliously bareheaded. Barefooted too. We ride our bikes in convoy through the campground along the carefully formed road. 5km per hour read … More The Good Life

All Hallows Eve

Halloween once marked the end of summer. A time when the ancient Celts prepared to descend into winter, anticipating the cold, dark and often deadly season ahead. Halloween marked change, a time when the Celts believed the worlds of the living and dead became blurred. In Aotearoa New Zealand it’s a festival of costumes and … More All Hallows Eve

Life of Pi

We’re awaiting our fate at 4pm. Although we’ve had enough spoilers to kill any climactic announcements. Even the kids are asking about daily numbers, whether when we’re going to plateau, and whether Jacinda really means it when she says a couple more weeks at the strictest lockdown level. I’m not alone in my reaction to … More Life of Pi

Looking Beyond

My day started with Cosmic Yoga. The poses were familiar. The young British presenter in a pink troll costume with an energetic screech to her voice was not. This was followed by a quick course of Let’s Dance, hip-hopping around my lounge with Sophie. Meanwhile Ruby’s mastering the difference between kinetic and potential energy and … More Looking Beyond