Springtime in Wellington is divine, at least in evidence of the last few days, and the city is alive and full of Election Fever, with not one, but two Musical satires playng the local stages. I just must get to one of them, either at Bats or the Circa Theatre.
Yesterday the ECK radio program went went and later the dance class was quite excting as we went a notch further in my skills with the waltz, reverse double chassee or something like that.
Make every day a winner as I am now sadly counting them. Fir is off for a week north to get some sun soon as she desperately needs a holiday. Also good to allow the new arrival some time to get established in his new house. Funny how all things seem to fit in as they should, without too much intervention on anyone's behalf?
My trip to Sydney in October is now next month and it will come in a flash. I am really looking forward to it as I will visit Newcastle for the first time in many years and it will confirm, or not, my possible plans for next year or later. Who know? There are just so may nice things about his city and at present the house is paying for itself, virtually. But I am not a Kiwi, and will never be one, as there are great differences as I continually am being made aware of. However there are certain things to be done in the next twelve months and I have to get them done, and properly.
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