Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Metamorphosising

As the sun sets slowly in the west and we bid a fond farewell to the last decade, so too do I say goodbye to this blog.

Fret not, Misty Morning, Grafton Bridge will live on in a new, almost identical form over here. So those interested in staying in touch be sure to update your records.

The new blog may have a little broader scope if I can find the time this year to continue updating.

Feel free to pass the new address along.

Nga mihi nui o Te Tau Hou. See you on the other side.

Friday, December 11, 2009

"A child is like a poison missile you aim at the Future"

- Warren Ellis

Bean has been the unlucky recipient of two weaponized virus attacks care of the angels with dirty faces down at his daycare. They came within days of each other and lasted weeks. It was not a pretty sight and I'm sure the little one wouldn't have enjoyed the event being visually documented for posterity.

He's all better now, so I'll have some snaps and stories to go up again soon, I'm sure.

Until then, courage.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Little Ghost, Little Ghost

Halloween kind of crept up on us this year, occasions requiring costumes are usually treated with a fair amount of effort (see: Max, Cthulu) but when Friday the 30th rolled around and Bean needed an outfit for his daycare spooktacular we were caught quite unawares.

Luckily Mama is fairly handy with a needle and thread and managed to MacGyver up an adorable little ghost number, post haste. The real trick to a good ghost costume is to not have it look like a Klansman's getup, which I think she nailed, look how cute:


Later that night Bean, Uncle Pert and I hit the Halloween Living Wage protest, in which zombie workers rose up to demand fair pay, vampire bosses were burnt at the stake, and The Monster Mash was blasted ad nauseum. Good times.

Picture kindly stolen with no permission whatsoever from Resistance Photography.

Here's the White Stripes playing Bean's theme for the night:


Monday, November 2, 2009

Zoo Trip

On the Labour Weekend break I took a trip down to Wellington to attend Punkfest, an annual three-day music event. It was good to get out of Auckland for the first time in far too long, though the experience did confirm the nagging suspicion I've had in the back of my mind for sometime; I'm getting old and can't do stupid things for quite such extended periods of time any more. Not without some naps, anyhow.

It was also the first time I had been away from Hunter for such a period, which left me feeling quite odd for a good portion of the time. Luckily he was having a better time than I was, he went with his Mama and Grandparents for his first ever trip to the zoo, which looked a little something like this:









Thursday, October 22, 2009

Friday, October 16, 2009

So long, Dee.

Last week saw the departure of Hunter's very favourite daycare buddy, Dee, back to South Africa. A sad day indeed as Hunter had formed a very affectionate bond with Dee and he will miss her very much.

Hopefully we shall see her again some day. Good luck on the rest of your journey, Dee.

Attempts to console Bean with a trip to visit the pigeons...

...soon took a rather overpopulated turn for the worse.

Playtime with Auntie Steph makes everything better though.

I love this photo, the way he's holding that jar says it's about to go through somebody's window. And that grin says he's getting away with it, too.

Unmistakable family resemblance.

This is Bean's mouse, MausMaus. He rides it around like a flying marsupial out of Dante's Inferno. It goes really well on the hardwood floor.


More coherent things later. If you're lucky.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Visitations

As promised, some photos of the aforementioned visit. They aren't of the candid or interesting variety, but rather those dull group shots that nobody except (some) of the people in the picture would possibly be interested in. *sigh* old people. Enjoy!

I could have sworn we had more than this inflicted upon us, we were posing for a damn age. They must be on other cameras I guess, if we're really super lucky maybe they will make their way onto here too at some stage.