Meet Trevor. He’s had quite a colourful career, from his early days as a pub manager in Tunbridge Wells he went on to become Dunedin’s leading auctioneer. Trevor is a published author and was something of a TV personality in the 1980s as a regular panellist on a show about antiques.
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Emily is very loud, and has really bad taste in cheesy pop music. When not at work flogging goods to the public via advertising and marketing campaigns, she can be found hiding from her partner and children at the local pub. If you’re easily offended or don’t appreciate the constant use of profanities, then you probably shouldn’t read Emily’s posts. You have been warned!
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Angela has had many roles in her life including: schoolgirl, student, daughter, friend, civil servant, wife, lover, mother, manager, magistrate, landlady, teacher, grandmother, blogger, editor and proofreader.
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Lost in space ‘One giant leap for mankind’, but was it really? I don’t want to belittle Mr. Armstrong’s or even America’s achievements in 1969, but I can’t help wondering what, outside a bit of boffin back-slapping and national flag waving, the moon landing and the ensuing trillion dollars’ worth of junk chucked up there has provided any real benefit to improve things down here. I guess the main benefits could be communication, but increasing the current speed of communication is like gilding a lily that’s got a bit rotten in parts…. Read More
One way ticket As one gets older, minor things tend to slip away a bit, this of course can be useful, I can sidestep all sorts of crap by just looking confused and elderly. But some things you just can’t escape. When you get past the biblical age standard for breathing, there are constant reminders that at some point the clock ain’t going to rewind. There are those of course who believe that there’s some sort of return ticket attached to conking it, which I suppose is a comforting thought… Read More
On the slide in Greece The recent financial problems in Greece highlight the dangers we all face by giving free reign to money movers. It seems to me that money simply isn’t real anymore. Greece, under its own steam seemed to be a relatively stable place to live until it become part of the European Union, which instead of strengthening its social structure, exposed its vulnerability. Along with Ireland, Portugal and Spain, Greece produces little in terms of exportable product its main source of income is tourism. This if managed well… Read More
Unwanted visitors It might be me, but I reckon the number of people anxious to enter into my life without invitation is showing an alarming increase. Whilst this provides verbal ammunition for a grumpy old bugger, it’s bloody inconvenient when the old bugger is three parts blind. By far the easiest to deal with are the ‘door tappers’. Fundraisers are my most frequent visitors, earnest, but respectful young folk without a facial blemish between them, seeking a slice of my retirement cash, to rescue all manner of unfortunates from humans down to… Read More
Punching Our Weight As we continue to remind ourselves and the rest of the world, ‘New Zealand is a small country’ and in small countries, of course, little things mean a lot. As well as being small we are a ‘rugby’ country to the extent that a slight twinge in the halfback’s hamstring can provoke banner headlines. Rugby is a strange game to folk like me who preferred an injury free childhood. Devotees describe it as the ultimate contact sport and sell it to kids and mothers as character building, but… Read More