I can't believe that already I've been away from home for over two weeks and tomorrow I'll have been here for a fortnight. The days seem to be rushing by in a haze.
I think Steph must have been reading the blog (but actually, she doesn't) because yesterday we got the Wii out again. Remind me that I must not buy myself one when I get home! We spent a total of three hours on it - between us - with Ray also joining in when he got home from golf. It is such fun and of course, most of you will know how competitive I can get ... not necessarily with other PEOPLE but if a blooming machine thinks it is going to beat me it can think again. Unfortunately it did!
Years ago, friends used to invite me around to try playing games on their computer, at their children's request. No matter how determined I was that I would not make a sound, I always managed to entertain them even in those days. The Wii brings out the worst in me - I'm sure the neighbours must wonder what is happening over here ... and we've agreed that I shouldn't play it in front of the grandchildren. I can't see how it can possibly help me to lose weight, but it certainly keeps me leaping about much more than I normally would.
Today, we've been to the second school sports day. I can't claim to have been to any in New Zealand but if they're run half as well as the two I've attended here, I will be most impressed. Both ran like clockwork and the kids were most attentive and responsive when the bell rang and it was time to move on. From wildly enthusiastic cheering and yelling, the raising of a teacher's hand had all the kids with their hands raised within seconds, and total silence. Very impressive.
And tonight, we've just come home from a concert by the Rock Choir that I went along to with Steph, Gina and Rose last weekend, for a taster. They all joined as a result of that afternoon. If they hadn't joined up after the taster, they certainly would have tonight. I think I mentioned that it was along the lines of "The Choir" programme on TV that I was watching prior to coming over here. There were over 220 choristers - sometimes singing up to 8 harmonies - and it was nonstop for 2 hours. A really vibrant, uplifting evening. Evidently there was a series of three TV programmes about them over here, recently, so it may well come to NZ before long, culminating in a mass choir singing at Wembley Stadium. The proceeds went towards funding the search for missing people, evidently.
The car is booked in for a clutch replacement on Monday and its MOT (WOF to us antipodeans). After that I'm hoping it will be a reliable means of transport for the next six months, with the hope of recouping at least half of the outlay, when I sell it nearer Christmas. Still cheaper (and miles easier) than travelling around in public transport though.
I haven't spent much time without a cardigan (at least) - though the "natives" assure me some of the days are quite good. I'm always a cold mortal though, so don't go by me! Tomorrow promises more rain.
I'm beginning to feel a lot more rested and looking forward to catching up with everyone. I hadn't realised quite how tired I must have been.
Watch this space! x
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