Just me

That was way too scary but I suppose it was a game of two halves and rugby was the winner on the day. Well, actually, we were the winners. I’ve just finished work and while I’m pleased the Rugby World Cup specialist pages are over and done with for four more years (take the George […]

As you may have noticed, we’ve had a wee change around and a bit of a makeover. Kind of like Nip/Tuck but without all the nakedness, shagging and dirty dealings. Anyhoo, I decided to keep the monkeys because, well, I wouldn’t feel fully dressed without them. But I’ve tidied up a couple of categories and

There’s a security update happening on the server that hosts this site on Thursday night (September 8). I’ll be offline for just a minute or two somewhere between 10pm and 11pm.

My parents used to mutter comments about the speed at which time passes as you get older and I had always believed it was simply something old people said. However, I now find myself saying the same things, which leads me to believe one of two things: either they were right, or I’m now old.

We no longer run a book reviews section on The Southland Times website so I’m going to separate out the books section here and keep all my reviews in a separate blog. I’ll keep you posted!

There’s something quite disconcerting about waking up with three cats in your bed when you actually own just two cats. The neighbours have a fairly new, fairly small kitten. She took a liking to the big hairy bloke I’m married to the other day and now seems to spend more time here than at her

It’s cold, snowy and I’m still recovering from whatever lurgie it was that got me a couple of weeks ago. The snow’s been a bit startling, hasn’t it? Norman has been enjoying it, running around like a maniac as her wee furry feet disappear into the piles of white stuff. And every time she flits