Rāhui Day 20 (22)

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 many Kiwis loathe Hosking and co even more than I do.

Then we learned that, as of next week, Paul Henry is back on 3 with a programme about New Zealanders coming out of lockdown. Wide ranging interviews covering the gamut of topics from Epsom to Remuera to St Mary’s Bay. A friend asked ‘who defrosted him’ and I can assure you it wasn’t bloody me. 200 NZME staff get the push and it’s bound to be the good ones and we get Paul Henry. Must have done some shite stuff in a past life to deserve that.

Got work done for my online papers and watched the news.  Everyone seems a bit loopy today especially around a bunch of right wing health researchers promoting dropping Level 4 in favour of dead old people and the disabled. That was nice and it was great to see them get thoroughly savaged.

Enjoyed Finn’s fabulous sense of humour and Cushla’s Thai cooking and realised I can’t remember when I last wore shoes.

Did a heap of dishes which was weird because I was sure I did a heap yesterday.

Cushla had left a bucket of feijoas on the berm with a sign saying ‘help yourself’ and she was inordinately pleased that they’d gone. I was just pleased no one had half-hitched the bucket.

Mislaid my walking stick twice today and didn’t put my hearing aids in at all. Saving batteries because the supermarket still doesn’t have any. Daft old codgers getting their kids to stockpile. I guess the novelty of having rooms full of dunny paper has worn off and the hoarders have moved on. Oh well, sorry Paul Henry you’ll just have to shout.  From the other channel because hell would have to freeze over before I’ll listen you ever again.

Having to think ‘I don’t set my life at a pin’s fee’ as a response to the ideologues who would have me dead for the sake of the economy and Captain Boyle’s ‘the whole worl’s in a terrible state o’ chassis’ when I think of Twitter.

Oh, and today was the day Train Wreck Trump went full Monty and pronounced himself the demagogue of America. Interesting that no-one seemed especially pleased, or surprised.