I have just spent a week in Wellington with family and friends and had a wonderful time. This goes some way to describing just what I did on my holiday.
The Swim Meet
This was an entirely new experience for me - the whiff of chlorine, mandatory goggles and caps, no divas and wooden clapping blocks to start each race.
Going like the clappers
After the race
Kindergarten Christmas Concert
This was such a misty eyed event that there are no snaps and you will have to imagine the assembled mini Santas and superheroes along with some very fine party dresses and saris. This person was all ready to sing her heart out.
... and eat some of the MASSIVE feed afterwards.
I spent a lot of time on suburban trains some days four trips to take the two girls to school and bring them back home. All went well apart from the now legendary time when Ms 8 and I were so captivated by the charming French family opposite that we both missed our stop and went all the way to Wellington. I also walked a surprising amount both in the city, around local footpaths and in the Otari-Wilton bush.
There was also one magic night galloping alongside a tall person using crutches to try and make the train to Johnsonville. Didn't make it. We were able to fossick around in the Tardis of the New World Metro at the station. Great liquorice allsorts, ate the lot because we needed the energy after the manic walking.
No surprises that this happened and included delights from the Nada bakery in J'ville, breakfast at Floyds in Island Bay, the best pizzas crafted in Crofton Downs, kebabs in town and a glass of fizz at the hairdressers. Coffee at Mojos, coffee at Mojos.
They were the whole point.
Proud parents awwwwwwwww
An uncle and an aunty. One has a stylish haircut and the other has crutches for a sprained ankle, you guess.
Mery Xmas to you and yours and best wishes for good times, good health and good fortune.