A night in Genoa

 

A morning in Hutt

 I was tempted to write "A morning in the Hutt". But you wouldn't say "A morning in the Wellington". Unless you come from Tunisia or the Cook Islands.

Hutt is named after the river that runs through it which in turn is named after Sir William Hutt who ironically never even set foot in NZ. 

The Maori originally called it Te Awakairangi but even they had trouble spelling it, so changed it themselves to Heretaunga. Which was a bit confusing as there are several Heretaungas around the North Island. So maybe simple, good old Hutt has logic behind it.

Today's readings are about the Jews telling lies about Stephen, not Richard Stephen, and Jesus taking a short cut across the water. You can read them if you want. I wonder if he walked through the waves and got his garment wet; or did he walk over them and stay dry!

My boss told me I have enough sick leave to cover my four weeks off. That's a relief. I want to start sanding and painting my bathroom before the nice men install new shower linings and fittings.

I'm picking my darling love up on Thursday and she will stay the weekend. I thought I'd bring her back down the Wairarapa side. She has not been over the Rimutukas.

No, we want be walking the Fell engine track!

Have fun; it feels good to have been to confession, so get along yourself if you want. It's up to you.

A slow night in Tunisia

 

An evening in Moera

A tune that Dizzy wrote on a dustbin lid. 

I think Haydn would have done better.

 

Day 6

 Because I'm not getting much exercise I've been waking up early. The foot is still tender to walk on without the moon boot. So this morning I got up about 1.30 and wrapped Kylie's presents (he's 50 on Sunday). I decided also to complete the rosary beads  project I started several months ago as both involve sitting at the 'sewing' table where I keep scissors, tape, needles and stuff.

For some reason I keep losing mine. At $14 each from the church shop this gets expensive. So I bought a lot of beads and some crosses and have been experimenting with different ways of making them. Having previously made trout fishing flies is a help!

I'm off to rosary, Mass and confession at 8.30. 

Nice to see RBB yesterday.

I've decided to watch all the Star Wars movies beginning with ' the empire strikes back'. on Disney channel since I pay for it for Kylie. It's amazing how much of the film I didn't remember. 

Have fun and get along to confession; it'll annoy Satan because he can't bring up any sins you've confessed when we get to Judgement day. 

I'm off to listen to A night in Tunisia and have a go maybe at playing along...Well it's not a sin!

Day 5

 My foot is still tender to walk on unaided. The moon boot is a definite help. Its clever design enables either the use of the front or back half of the pes. I prefer the metatarsal rather than talas as my hindfoot calcaneum has the small fracture and ecchymosis and contusion.

I had a good night asleep but waking up early watched a movie on Netflex called 'the flight'. It is about an alcoholic pilot who saves a stricken jet liner by flying upside down. 

Nothing planned today except mid-day Mass. I think I'll use a free hour of power at 7am to dry my washing and warm the house.

Have fun and be safe (the computer prompted that). It'll do and is pertanent.

Cello Practice

 

My older and sometimes wiser brother has been posting videos of his practice sessions. 

Here's my attempt at the Haydn D Major Cello concerto I'm working on.