Month: April 2020

Rāhui Day 30 (32): spent much of the day trying to find something to commemorate in lives sacrificed to the gods of money, nationalism, and ego. The ANZAC Days of my childhood were not the jingoistic memorialising of tidied up carnage that they are today, the knowing was still too raw and real. Some men […]

Rāhui Day 19 (21): a good day for a couple of staunch Bloody Mary’s. Drafted some stuff. Watched a couple of ‘Midsomer Murders’ and the news. Boris & Nurse Jenny. Nice. Gareth Morgan. Not nice. People are priceless not collateral. Turd!

Rāhui Day 20 (22): started with an online meeting at 7am and it was a rollercoaster from there. Made an unwise tweet and was shat on from a great height for an hour then support rallied and the rest of the day was OK. I regret the tweet but it was heartening to know so […]

Rāhui Day 21 (23): lots of online meetings, need to remember 7 o’clock comes twice a day, no deaths, Plan B sucks, considered wearing shoes but didn’t, love friends checking in and  checking in on friends, especially like the punching bag hanging outdoors on the baby hammock frame, some hugs too. Tumeke.

Rāhui Day 22 (24): in my lifetime there have been 19 Prime Ministers. I’m really glad that, when the shit’s hit the fan, we’ve got this one.  It’s a shame for her, but for us it’s sublime.   Pasta. Real nice. ‘The Big Chill’ and ‘47 Ronin’. Both very moving but for different reasons. ‘The Big […]

Rāhui Day 23 (25): today was my birthday. There was a cat fight at 6am. That woke us. A lovely breakfast with bubbles (the type you blow). Lovely phone calls, FB messages, Tweets, Insta & texts. Left the house for the first time in 25 days. Got my ‘flu shot. Thanks Cushla. Lovely dinner with garlic […]

Rāhui Day 25 (27): It probably seems weird but I prefer even numbers to odd numbers. This morning I participated in an online meeting as a mute observer. Mute is not my default position. Behaved quite well, I thought, and it was fun. No, I did not remain mute throughout. The rest of the day […]

Rāhui Day 24 (26): went to bed at 1, woke up at 3, back to sleep at 7.30, woke at 11.30. Lunch was breakfast, dinner was a damn fine chowder, supper was a packet of biscuits with sprinkles (shared). Other than that I just worked.

Rāhui Day 26 (28): Had difficulty connecting the comms apps on my Methuselah autographed work laptop and a replacement was organised within no time. Not delivered yet – couriers are swamped. A loose-endsie sort of day during which I slowly crumpled under ‘flu-like symptoms, outcome of the jab I guess. Finished a lot of tasks […]

Rāhui Day 27 (29): black backdrop. Yep. An old person reflecting. A Po: if a transwoman asks if she’ll be welcome at your event don’t just say ‘of course, rock on up, you’ll be fine’ because you’re just taking your cisgender privilege out for an airing. They’re not asking for a cup of tea. They’re […]