Waking the dead

I sat down this morning to write briefly about last weekend, and while I was trying to decide what category building the cat-cage best suited, I stumbled back across the “In the pursuit of” one, and started reading… right from the beginning, all the way through. I’m surprised to realise that I only stuck with… Read more

Swimming & Mornington coffee

Sunday… I can’t recall what exactly I did Sunday morning. I was feeling pretty much fine by then, aside from a bit of dehydration and general heat exhaustion, as you do. Ultimately I ended up at nana & pop’s; I had to look at the entry form for the ACI Undergraduate Thesis Prize competition Rob… Read more

Sarah’s birthday party

So Saturday night was Sarah’s birthday party. For whatever reason I’d been thinking the whole time – since receiving the invite on all of Monday, way to go for warning :/ – that it was Friday, and had confusingly messaged Sarah on Friday saying that I’d try to stop by on my way back from… Read more

Moving the cats in

Saturday morning I woke up feeling a little seedy, but better than I had been. I drove up to mum’s to help her with the cats; she was finally ready to move them in to her new place, from the cattery, but wanted help doing it. Really I think she just needed some support herself;… Read more

Evil Stomach Bugs & Hooper Memorial Presentations

As I’d noted, Sylvia had been sick prior to coming down a week ago, and was still feeling a bit crappy then. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but then Chris became sick as of Monday morning, and then pop followed the next day. Dad & I were around at their place… Read more

Arthur’s Seat

As noted, I was asleep until about noon on Saturday, which wasn’t that much sleep really, but I woke up from a completely dreamless – and thus satisfying – sleep, feeling pretty good. Not long after I woke up I got a call from Chris, saying they were heading down to Arthur’s Seat to Ashcombe… Read more