Odd holiday moments

I had an odd holiday, from other people’s point of view, perhaps. But I like odd things. I suppose that’s part of the creative life.

An odd Christmas tree without people. Not sure if you’ve noticed, but I never show recognisable people on my blog without permission. So while I did have a lovely summer holiday surrounded by people I love, those photos are generally private. But to give you a taste of the atmosphere, here’s a photo of possibly the oddest Christmas tree I have seen, and a glimpse of the deck and view.

I broke a favourite dish, bought in Kyoto in 1995. Above is a farewell portrait. If only that was my worst problem.

An odd conversation with a train conductor:

We must follow the rules assiduously. Is assiduously the right word? and I’ve been thinking about another word: wheedling. It sounds good in a song, but only for a line or two.

A delightful train conductor on the Kapiti line

An oddity of English grammar. When a singular noun (New Zealand) refers to a team acting as individuals rather than a group acting as a group, a plural verb is appropriate.

New Zealand are ageing fast, so who are the rising stars to replace them?

Stuff 8/1

I like the odd. Perhaps I am odd myself, because in January—while most people are relishing a holiday away from work—I love to write. And write I did, in between swims and the odd coffee with friends.

My holiday was a social media holiday. No Facebook, no blogging. Now my nose is to the grindstone again… and it’s all about 90 plus: theatre challenging ageism.

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