‘ …the series of promises Labour Leader Andrew Little set out were so grandiose as to be unbelievable” wrote Claire Trevett in the New Zealand Herald. And went on:
Posts by Paul Smith
You’ve wanted to paint for years – but always filed it away as a nice thought, one that can wait until say… you were older? Until you realise you’re already there. And once you’ve declared your interest in the craft to an old friend over coffee, you’ve already painted yourself into a corner, because friends being friends, listen.
The first time I heard an audience stand and applaud a film, it was for Michael Moore’s Bowling for Columbine, an indictment of a mass shooting and America’s gun laws.
The second time I heard it was last week at the first screening of his film, Which country should we invade next?
Watching the Government defend the indefensible is often more comedy than drama. Revenue Minister Michael Woodhouse tells Newshub that New Zealand has ‘a sound tax system on par with the rest of the world’; Health Minister Jonathan Coleman tastes woeful hospital fare at Dunedin hospital after a blizzard of complaints about its quality but only after barring media…. So for all we know, the good doctor might well have dined on caviar.
She runs a computer and gizmo repair business in a Central Auckland Mall. When I visited with my lame duck cellphone which didn’t seem to want to re-charge, she diagnosed the problem immediately. Mould, or at least something resembling that at the end of the charger line.
Hmm” she said, casting for the word. “Wet…”
“Damp” I said, thinking it would help.
Jeff’s a junkie, Mary’s an alkie and Angela has something called a smartphone addiction.
Seems like everybody out there has an addiction of one kind or another so I’ll join the crowd and announce mine. It’s not anywhere near as interesting as say, sex addiction, but millions around the world share it. It’s Computer Vision Syndrome.
About to visit Auckland? Read on…
If you’re thinking about visiting Auckland anytime soon, think again. The place has been overrun by the Hi-Viz Brigade, men and women whose weapon of choice is the orange road cone. These little pointy heads narrow lanes everywhere, block them in some cases. They choke traffic just about everywhere you drive in central Auckland.
They came when the neighbourhood slept – just after 2 in the morning. And though they were anything but burglars they took from our collective identity yet another valuable: an entire house.
Where once the street below us had two rows of compact, well maintained bungalows, it now seems as if this was some suburban mirage.