Dirty Hippy

If you’d asked me 20 years ago whether I was a hippy, I probably would have answered by blowing smoke in your face, or flagrantly eating some kind of meat product in front of you with great enthusiasm. Nowadays, I’m not quite that blatant. That’s not to say that I would retaliate subtly if you [...]

Tall Cars are Blocking my Vision

Hello and welcome once again to the meanderings of my brainwork.
Myself and my lovely wife live in a fairly leafy upper-middle-class suburb of central Auckland – the biggest city of New Zealand. Being city livers (not the internal organ, but rather residers within the boundary limits of a city), we could enjoy the benefits of [...]

The Police

I can now say that I’ve been to see the The Police (a well-known and quite popular band from ‘my’ day) play a concert – and I never thought I would be able to say this. Who’d have thought a former Geordie teacher named after a bee’s bum, a well-chinned drummer and a [...]