Exit via the rear windshield (and try to remember the baby)
Earlier this week a woman was rescued by police from a car that shortly afterwards sank into the Waitemata Harbour. Dramatic photos of this event have sparked the imagination.
Concerted Efforts
Once upon a time, long, long ago going to a concert was simple. You bought your ticket, rocked up to one of the many centrally-located venues in town, drank beer out of plastic cups, got your toes mashed in the mosh pit, and (eventually) went home
The good and the bad of coupledom
Oh, St Valentine. If you’d known about the deluge of heart-shaped trinkets, couples getaways, miniscule underwear and jewellery of questionable taste that would be thrust upon the world like a sweaty, unwanted suitor every year in your name would you still have performed all those clandestine wedding ceremonies
The pain and suffering of parenthood
One of the things they never tell you about parenthood is how much it hurts. And I’m not talking about labour, or breastfeeding, or even those uterine cramps you get while breastfeeding (like a super-fun combination of both discomforts).
Eleanor Catton is not a traitor
What does it mean to be a proud New Zealander? Does everyone actually understand democracy? Do only some people get to have opinions on politics? These questions and many others came swooping into my mind yesterday after listening to Sean Plunket’s frankly bewildering Radio Live rant about Eleanor Catton. Follow up questions included “who stole…
What not to watch while pregnant
In November 2013 I started writing a blog post about movies and television episodes to avoid watching while pregnant. I never finished writing it because the next day we were informed that our baby would be arriving ahead of schedule. As I know several people who are pregnant at the moment I thought it would be…
The Dukes of Hazzard and other terrrible role models
Sometimes it’s the small news stories that give a real glimpse into New Zealand life and culture. For instance, a man in Timaru recently managed to earn himself a disorderly behaviour charge when he attempted to emulate one of the Dukes of Hazzard by sliding across the bonnet of a police car.
Mother knows best
Mothers. All knowing bestowers of wisdom. As children we expect them to be the font of all knowledge. How glad I am that unlike previous generations I have the Internet at my disposal. For eventually The Master will get old enough to ask curly questions like “why is the sky blue?“, “why do cats purr?”…
Things my kid has weed on
They warn you before you have a kid, or at least they try to, about the degree to which their bodily wastes will take over your life. The quality and frequency. The successful containment. And in some very unfortunate cases velocity, yes velocity, comes into play.
The year of loop-free living
Hello there, and welcome to another year of Blog Idle. What 2015 holds for me and this blog is yet to be revealed but I think it likely that there will be a healthy amount of smut, several minor catastrophes, some mild staining, and more eyerolling than is strictly necessary.