Movie Moments

Movie Moments

I almost died the other week, in the most undignified way too. And most peculiarly, had I bit the dust then and there, my dying thoughts would have been of Robin Williams, dressed in geriatric drag. I’ll back-track a bit. I adore the mid-90’s film Mrs Doubtfire. It has so much going for it- educational messages about divorce, the best dance scene to an Aerosmith song involving a vacuum cleaner ever, and an excellent use of fat suits and body make-up in the days before CG animation. But for me, Mrs Doubtfire is…

Welcome to the Vacuum

Welcome to the Vacuum

I am currently in a vacuum. I’m in the murky stage where something is almost, tantalisingly, nearly complete, but yet not quite. My masters thesis is in its final draft stage, printed off and gone to my supervisors, and I sit here in my rather comfortable vacuum, thinking about things I could be, but am not doing, and resisting the urge to watch day time TV. Somewhere between March and May, all creative engines were swallowed by my growing thesis-baby. I tried to write other things, little beginnings would float around in…

Tingo Lingo

Tingo Lingo

Our  105 year- old dear lady of a house has finally had her roof redone, which is of course fantastic. The pack of buckets we’ve accumulated can be rehomed or released into the wild, and items of furniture can be placed anywhere in a room without having to take into account possible water-damage.  But the re-roofing has meant almost two months of having various tradesmen around the house, swinging from the scaffolding and singing interpretative renditions of Crowded House and Johnny Cash as they work.   We’ve had the chippy…

Made With Love

Made With Love

I have never been so happy to see the beaming, smooth-skinned face of Nigella Lawson as I was last Thursday night.  In a hotel room in Dunedin without internet, I felt both cut off from my own life and usual means of communication, and overexposed to the news coverage of the Christchurch earthquake.   The news coverage was utterly necessary, important, and it goes without saying, heart-breaking and disturbing. But an episode of Nigella and her outrageously un- ‘Heart Foundation approved’ fare was much appreciated escapism. The Domestic Goddess was…

Superman’s Bad Day

Superman’s Bad Day

This post really should be titled ‘The Power of #failure’, but that sounded too much like the title you’d see for some kind of wacky TV self-help show which you accidentally end up watching in those insomniac hours between night and morning.  Plus I rather liked the photo, taken outside a museum in Berlin. The plaque next to the statue reads ‘Even Superman has bad days.’ How completely correct: even  superheroes mess things up sometimes, and no doubt they are more well-rounded beings for it (well as much as you…

Athletically Challenged

Athletically Challenged

I made the most amazing discovery last week; so amazing that I was still thinking about it at 6.20am the next morning, as I bounced on a mini-trampoline in a room full of sweaty strangers. No doubt I had a strange smirk on my face, a combination of child-like glee at being on a trampoline before breakfast and remembering my discovery.

Chicken Chic

Chicken Chic

I just got pecked by some raging feral hen-beast, whilst sitting innocently out in my own back garden.  I’m pretty sure we’re the only madhatters who allow their chickens to have complete run of the whole garden, like some undersized and over fluffed wannabe peacocks. Chicken keeping is experiencing a bit of a renaissance amongst the urban cool set; it’s the new ‘grow your own vegetables.’  Green living, sustainability and what not. Columnist and author Wendyl Nissen has featured the joy of chicken-raising regularly in her columns and latest book A Home Companion:…

Seasonal Confusion

Seasonal Confusion

#christmas has taken my mind. It’s been replaced by a mince pie, a plate of bbq food and an afternoon nap.  I’ve given up trying to rationalise and justify to myself why it’s ok that I eat poorly, drink more and exercise less. The great Christmas/New Years/#summer Holiday ‘silly season’ is upon us. From mid-December to mid-January, life in #new zealand slows down as we all revel in our one month of holidays and merriment, before returning to another 11 months of the real world. Forget binge drinking, it’s binge…

The Unbearable Lightness of Being (…young and educated today)

The Unbearable Lightness of Being (…young and educated today)

I have a dear friend who is a law student. My friend works incredibly hard at her studies, and will no doubt be a successful lawyer.  Last month I visited her, and we had some very interesting conversations about what it means to be a young, educated person today.  Undeniably, young adults in 2011 have a myriad of options and open doors which our parents and grandparents did not. Unfortunately, such vast choice does not necessarily make answering life’s big questions any easier. Questions like ‘What do I do with…