Author Archives: jb

>You think Germany has rules? You have to go to the strawberry farm on the Upper Moutere highway for rules. Pedestrian clearway. No parking. No Eftpos. Report to shop before picking. Angle parking only. Return strawberry clippers. Do not pick … Continue reading →

>This syndrome is also know as “Looking Over Strange Terrain” The map said “Turn right off the Moutere Highway and do a right onto Old Coach Road.” I know Old Coach Road. It’s sealed. And down she went…… And up … Continue reading →

>This is Katchafire – roots reggae from Hamilton. And this is the Windy City Strugglers – roots blues from Wellington. Just goes to prove – good music always looks the same…..

> Before Scoff After

>The weather forecast this morning started off with the comment “This is like Groundhog Day – you’d think we were back in July” Continued with the formal stuff, sprinkled with gems like “You had a nice week, Gisborne – it’s … Continue reading →

>Went into a Honda dealership to find out how much a towbar for the CRV’s going to cost. The guy at the service department slowly takes a piece of paper and starts writing. Finishes, looks up and says “Go and … Continue reading →

>I watched a house burn down today. It was fucking frightening. Called in to see Steve Fullmer in Tasman just before lunch and watched him turn quite a promising jug into an ashtray, before we headed upstairs for a cup … Continue reading →

> I like cheap. I like fast. I like free even better.I like fast and free best of all. I like Orcon’s hotspot at the Richmond Mall a lot.

>I like Steve Fullmer. He’s a brilliant potter, a really nice guy and he lets me watch the All Blacks on his plasma TV.Even at 4 o’clock in the morning. But I think I like his wife Robyn even better. … Continue reading →

>It wasn’t difficult to spot him. Propping up his shovel on the side of the road, sporting a nifty digital camera and keeping an eye out for the next photo op, while the rest of his crew slaved away, patching … Continue reading →