After retiring from audiology some years ago, Susan’s finding life’s pretty good with lots of time to do what she likes. That includes walking, reading, having coffee with friends, and a bit of activism thrown in. Also, day by day doing her best not to worry too much over the many threats to our gorgeous planet.
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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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Labour pains I’ve always voted Labour, partially due to my background, but mainly because its basic aims seem more laudable than those of their Tory counterparts. Now, sadly, that political divide isn’t so sharply drawn. But these days it seems no-one with a political pulse wants to enter the fray with any warlike intentions; it’s ever been thus, but the buggers are a bit more cunning now. Left or right isn’t a comfortable enough place for today’s breed, it’s probably too close to the firing line. The coveted position these days… Read More
Childs play In the past I’ve made it pretty clear where I stand on Queens Honours and the idolatry afforded to sports celebrities, an event last weekend hasn’t caused me to soften my stance. The occasion was the World Rugby Cup final. For those of you unversed in this form of sport, it basically boils down to two sides of fifteen players brawling about which end of a playing field an oval ball should be placed on the ground. There’s obviously more to it than that, but trust me, if you’re not… Read More
You don’t know what you’ve got… Till it’s gone. But is whatever’s going, really that important? Lots of things die off in the course of natural order or our unwillingness to preserve them, and others just seem to clutter up the planet for no apparent reason. The fun starts when it comes to deciding what’s worth saving. One of New Zealand’s most endearing characters, Gareth Morgan, recently suggested that if we took a harsher line to cat ownership our native bird population would be a heck of a lot better off. I… Read More
There’s a place for us I’ve come to the conclusion that an element of cultured cunning is an essential part of the modern school teacher’s armoury and at last I’ve been proved right. Today was ‘Grandparents day,’ pardon my cynicism but I hail from a different time and social strata than the current crop. Relatives weren’t welcome in school grounds in my day, a visit meant that, (a) deep trouble was on its way, or, (b) they were checking the scrap metal value of the lead on the roof. Either way a… Read More
If we can learn anything from the Americans it’s that the love they have for guns has provided them with the capacity to engage in mass killings on a regular basis. Scarcely a month goes by without reports of another crazed rampage. Most of these are followed by a bit of presidential hand wringing on one side and mutterings of ‘constitutional rights’ on the other. One almost comic report showed a female member of the NRA proclaiming that, ‘We need more guns to combat the gun problem.’ Maybe somebody could explain… Read More