Second weekend went well... no major upsets or "leakages"... It is weird to be tied to a property and unable to leave for days at a time! Wednesday night Gemma was back in town and drug the crowd down to our local, Harringtons. After many a pint of Ngahere Gold (about 9% beer that is just lethal), they drug themselves back and decide to drag me out of bed (again, I was on duty)... twice! How impressed was I? But it was Takako's last night, so it was a necessary evil.

This weekend we had to say goodbye to John & Scooby who are off to Australia and Clive who's moving on up to the north island. The best part of travelling is the people. The worst part is having to constantly say goodbye.

But then there's the Chch crowd... my crazy Kiwi friends! Saturday was Cat's birthday so some poor behaviour unsued... I am still feeling the wounds from that night. It was fun, although it has killed my couple of days off as I try to hobble around the city on a twisted ankle! It's okay though as I have to work all this weekend and I think next as well... healthy decisions!