But it is hard to update when not much has been happening. I mean who really wants to know about the minutiae of other people's lives? Don't we have enough of that in our own? It isn't like I have been doing anything exciting, out of the ordinary, dangerous or....?
Purely Ho hum, that be me these days.
Work has been very off again - but tomorrow it will be on again (not sure for how many days though). Not much work means not much $$s which means not much happening.
Tie that to not having my own internet connection and I am doing things hard :(
My last assignment was a real dog (as in I wrote a real dog). I will be happy if I actually pass that one. I wrote the damn thing and then went to Massey and did an internet search for references which supported my thesis. Mmm, definitely NOT the way to do the job. But the whole thing was due over the time I was busily packing, carting stuff and unpacking. Didn't organise that too well. Slight logistics problem, wouldn't earn any brownie points for project management there.
Ponies are well. Bridget is supremely grumpy (grumpy is 'normal', supremely grumpy is not) because she is of the opinion that her diet is insufficient to meet her expectations. Isla is in with the other Kohatu youngstock, harassing them into playing with her. They have much better social skills than she has. I just wish they would give her a set of heels more often. At least Bridgie hasn't got the demon filly to worry her now. B has been really nasty to the other grumpy mares in the jenny craig accommodation, so she cannot use Isla as her grump excuse any more. She is really funny when I am poo picking - B that is - just about superglues herself to me. No idea whether it is because I supplying routine grooming to alleviate the itches caused by moulting or because she is convinced that being smarmy will weaken my resolve to reduce her waistline and that I will let her through on the grass.
Have done some busking at the Foxton market - as a result I have now been booked for a gig on the Foxton Christmas parade day. The idea is to put me (and the harp) up on the decking on the windmill so the lovely music will waft across the 'whatever'. Will all be totally weather dependent, that.
Also made it into the PN Folk Club on Friday night. Met up with some old cronies. There was a, new to me, woman there, who also plays the harp. It is a little 27 low tension nylon strung one. She let me have a play on it. It was really quite difficult as I was over stressing the fingering, it needed a much lighter touch that I could even think about having with the high tension, gut strung, instrument that I am used to playing.
See told you that my life was boring. But I have updated the blog. ;)

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