Today I experienced my first ash scattering as Mr Pigalina’s uncle was laid to rest, scattered at Signal Hill on the cycle trail he rode regularly.
Not a bad view as a last one.
(Side observation – urn design could be improved; seems odd that your family is required to find a coin in order to open it to be able to scatter your ashes.)
I didn’t post a picture yesterday, naughty, as we were busy visiting Wellington! You’d be forgiven, from the photo below of me at Weta Studios and the previous airport post, that LOTR was the reason for our visit. In fact, the reason we were there was for the Macklemore and Tinie Tempah concert.
We were among the older people there, certainly the majority of the over 30s were accompanying their children (though when you are older than the main act you have to expect that!). Nevertheless we danced, cried, and had a really, really, really good time. I am now officially in the Shark Face Gang. (No photos of the concert sorry, I decided to not be that annoying person with the bright screen this time. Plenty of others took that mantle for me).
Here I am with either Tom, Bert or William at The Weta Cave.
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Wellington is the Middle of Middle Earth – it says so on the side of the airport. Gandalf riding a giant eagle inside the airport confirms it.
I am a little fussy about food textures – peach and apricot skin? Ick! Squishy fruit bits in yoghurt? Bleugh! Celery? Urgh! (Though I think this is more to do with the earwig in the celery in George’s Marvelous Medicine than the stringiness of it). Therefore it surprises me that I love passionfruit with its crunchy seeds surrounded in slime.
After many weeks of searching they were finally back in stock at my usual supermarket. I bought four and scoffed them. At that price it is a good job they weigh practically nothing.
We’re all friends here so I’m sharing with you what has been dominating my day today. Yesterday this monstrosity popped up on my cheek. It has now spread to my neck. I am THIRTY TWO not thirteen! If out in public I am wearing my hair down to mask it. When at home the hair is up and I am slathered in potions. It’s times like this I wish I owned, and knew how to apply, make-up.
While we’re on the topic of skin, I also have a rash of some variety on my torso. My GP has no clue what it is.
Such a beautiful lady.
Bethanie, my youngest cousin, got married today. (You may recall a post from last week that preceded the most amazing performance of “Faith” by George Michael that the world has ever seen on Bethanie’s Hen’s Night. Freddie Mercury and Amy Winehouse wept in heaven at the beauty of Pigalina’s voice).
The Pigalina family moved to NZ from England 19 years ago and Bethanie’s family joined a few years later. It is incredibly special to be able to share these family events with them without hopping on a plane for 24 hours at a time. Today we had a lovely celebration in the herb garden at the Dunedin Botanical Garden.
I saw these two gems of clocks today at a shop in Dunedin. Anyone would surely be proud for them to grace their lounge wall.
My favourite is the one on the left, it poses so many questions.
Why is there a foot wearing underpants and a bowtie?
Who decided to draw this and propose it as a clock idea?
Who agreed to print it as a clock?
Who ever thought that, yes, this will sell lots, let’s manufacture many of these clocks?
Why did the shop owner buy ANY of them to on-sell?
Baffling.
Sorry Leighton, I know you hate game posts but WHOA! I just finished The Walking Dead Game season 2 – episode 2. What a fantastic storyline! I can’t wait for the next episode. Do you know how much I love this game? So much that I may have accidentally paid for it twice in my haste to download it! Don’t worry about Mr Pigalina, he too was fighting zombies – Dead Island. Hashtag Geek Life.
William atop his tower of dirty wet towels. Who will save him? Does he want to be saved?
Pigalina's Palace 