On Monday there was a wicker chair, its threads woven into the frame in a lacklustre taupe next to a rusted lamp stand. The shade askew and its plastic backing peeling. On the Wednesday it rained and the soaked carpets… Continue Reading
I’m white and 45. When I was 25, I used to look at those birthday cards in the supermarket. The ones with ‘Naughty 40’ and ‘Nifty 50’. The card-makers would run out of ideas for the 60 year olds and… Continue Reading
My mother’s mother died when mum was 15. Mum cannot remember a time when her own mother wasn’t sick. Back in the 50s, people who needed long-term care were shunted from place to place. At one stage her mother was… Continue Reading
On The Chase a while back, there was a question: The decorative circular item that sits in the middle of a table and can be spun around is called a Lazy what? Is it a) Sarah b) Stella or c) Susan?… Continue Reading
We’ve all had a bad experience or three on Trade Me. It’s not the company per se, it’s the people who use it. A bit like hand guns. You’ve wrapped the six sets of Merino wool, never-worn socks. The money… Continue Reading
And the gong goes to…the Chanui ad. I know I am about 6 months to a year behind here, but I was just sitting there tonight, watching the farce that is House Rules — you know, the one where… Continue Reading