Month: January 2011
A cautionary tale of flatmate woe
You can’t help but feel sorry for the Queenstown bloke who came home from holiday last week to find his new flatmate had trashed his house. The roomie from hell moved in before Chrismas and the landlord/homeowner buggered off on…
Vanished online friends
(This is the Online column, written for The Southland Times) The web is great for making connections (being nothing more than a whole bunch of connections itself) but there are also disconnections to think about. Last week I mentioned that…
Glad we cleared that up
Happy Wednesday, here’s a poem
Pope pleads for proper names
Listen up Posh and Becks: the Pope has had enough of parents opting for trendy, silly names. I never thought I’d see the day, but here I am agreeing with a man in a frock. Who’d have thunk it? Pope…
Owl sweet it is …
Viagra on sale?
Vampire or not: how to tell
Million-dollar confusion
Okay, I’m confuddled. It seems a nice bloke from Christchurch (well, I’m assuming he’s a nice bloke, but in actual fact he could well be a total arsehole … but for the sake of this post let’s just continue to…