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I have been busy for the last couple of days having Max and Anna come to stay on their way down the country. Friends I know thanks to Tanya, they are WWOOFers, originally from California, but now travelling around NZ, working on organic farms. Most recently up they've been up in the Naki, but also told great stories of living in on a commune in the Coromandel and are now heading to the Marlborough Sounds.
However yesterday was Anna's birthday and time for a change of pace. Also an advocate of my long-held policy that your birthday is your day and therefore your word is law, Anna put her foot down and demanded the simple things of life: Beer. Pizza (ordered online, delivered to the door, paid for by credit card - IS THERE ANY OTHER WAY?!!). And a Johnny Depp movie.
All in all, it was a top notch night.
I have been busy for the last couple of days having Max and Anna come to stay on their way down the country. Friends I know thanks to Tanya, they are WWOOFers, originally from California, but now travelling around NZ, working on organic farms. Most recently up they've been up in the Naki, but also told great stories of living in on a commune in the Coromandel and are now heading to the Marlborough Sounds.
However yesterday was Anna's birthday and time for a change of pace. Also an advocate of my long-held policy that your birthday is your day and therefore your word is law, Anna put her foot down and demanded the simple things of life: Beer. Pizza (ordered online, delivered to the door, paid for by credit card - IS THERE ANY OTHER WAY?!!). And a Johnny Depp movie.
All in all, it was a top notch night.
posted by Bel | 2:53 PM
2 Comments:
Awesome. Which movie?
One of my old childhood friends' parents owned the Invercargill Mr Whippy truck, but then they moved to Nightcaps and had a WOOFer farm so you should tell your WOOFer friends to check them out (the Curtins).
Although of course Nightcaps is literally the most horrible town on earth. It is literally one of those towns that became irrelevant around the '80s and just slowly decayed away. I actually thought it was a form of child abuse that my friend's parents moved there when she was still in high school. They were older parents, but would it really have hurt to delay retirement just two years so as to not rip her life out from under her and shove her into the world's most awful place for a teenager to live?
(random anecdote that bears no relevance to any of you whatsoever (well actually, this whole comment falls into that category): my mum lived there for a while in the late-60s/early-70s when working as a clerk for Lands n Surveys.)
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