Digital trauma

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I think week can be best summed up by an item in The Listener’s Quips & Quotes column by Jeff Rubenstein, who I assume is an American: “Let this be a lesson to England: nice try, but you can’t beat us at crazy”. As I am sure you can imagine, joyous rapture was not most Kiwi’s response to the US Presidential election result, though I think even if Mrs. C had won it would at best have been a sigh of relief. Apparently we are destined to live in interesting times.

Back in the world of mortals without strange hairpieces, things have been a little more routine. The weather has had an interesting take on my laundry routine, but most of the heavy rain has been at night and then sun has been warm when the clouds have acquiesced. We had both lunch and dinner on The Rattigan on Thursday, though it was a little cool for dinner.

We have both had busy weeks work-wise. I rang the library on Tuesday afternoon at 5.32 (Nicky is supposed to finish at 5.30 but never makes it out of the library (which closes at 6) at that time) to ask her to return home asap as I had just sliced quite deeply into my thumb while cutting lettuce, and would appreciate some assistance. She was home in record breaking time and got me to raise my hand as well as putting pressure on the wound which I had started within banana seconds of seeing the blood. By the time we had finished dinner an the news was coming to an end (almost 7pm) I was still leaking, so Nicky took me down to the White Cross Centre in Avondale to see if I needed stitches. They decided not, but we had some very enjoyable conversations with the staff and I got a lovely dressing on my thumb.

Nicky has had a couple of evenings out with life group and visiting a convalescing colleague, and I went to Galbraith’s with Paul and Jason on Friday evening as The Block was like a turkey on Christmas morning.

We had a relatively quiet day yesterday. It was the annual church cleaning bee so Nicky joined in with a large scone/cream/strawberries item which when returned was just an empty plate. Apparently the Ladies Necessaries smelt much better when she had finished in them too. We pottered and mowed in the afternoon and watched Marguerite on DVD, a French film about a very wealthy lady who thinks she is a great singer but isn’t. It was very well done and we really warmed to it by the sad end.

Today started cloudy and breezy, but I went to Karekare anyway while Nicky was at church as I haven’t been for a couple of months. It was too cold to swim but I enjoyed the walk. This afternoon we have been to the Town Hall for the last organ recital of the season, given by Kevin Bowyer, all the way from Glasgow. We both enjoyed seeing and hearing the organ being played as that was a new experience for us, but we didn’t really enjoy the music. While making savoury scones for tea Nicky cut one of her fingers but hasn’t made me keel over yet or take her to the White Cross. Perhaps she is waiting until she is in her jim-jams so she can show off her penguins.


Take care, especially with knives. Rick

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