Endings can also become beginnings. And as we head into 2021 we’re closing Kiwiboomers simply because it’s time to move on.

We’ve published KBs for twelve years but now in the confronting glare of computer screens sight dims (oh for typewriters!), and technology outpaces us with among other things,  its unending updates. 

So, thanks to our many contributors and readers over the years - we hope you have shared the fun we have had producing Kiwiboomers.

Paul and Melita Smith

 

Sobbing in the shower – how stress damages

How do you cope with the stressful periods in your life? With a bit of time on the clock, I’ve had a couple of times in my life where I wrestled with stress and its unhappy consequences. And I don’t mean the normal everyday stresses that family, work and community life throw at us on a regular basis.

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Just not enough minutes in the day!

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Ever feel like there’s just not enough minutes in the day?  Who hasn’t?  It seems that busyness has become the new norm. For some even a badge of honour.

 “Just not enough minutes in the day!” –  declared with a proud smile, a shrug of the shoulders and shake of the head.  “I’ve just been so busy!”  The words slip off the tongue as easily as a mindless “How are you?” It’s expected.

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Water, water everywhere…

What happens if you’re in the middle of Auckland with its 60-plus ethnicities and  want just a sip, not a bottle of water?

Linguistic confusion. It’s born out of the locals taking their lingo for granted – and new arrivals interpreting what they say,  just a little too literally.

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The Unholy Triad

I’ve always struggled to understand economics, which means I have a bit of cheek embarking on   a view of the economics of the western world. Still, in my possibly naive view there are simple rules. Take Alzheimers for instance. By taking daily exercise, eating healthy food and maintaining mental and social stimulation, there is a good chance of avoiding Alzheimers. Similar rules apply for avoiding type 2 diabetes and heart disease, and probably many other diseases that swoop in when the rules are ignored.

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So what the heck is wrong with sugary drinkss?

Sweet asThere are plenty of things worse than the occasional soft drink. Like Islamic State, or athlete’s foot, or genital warts. Shouldn’t we tax these things first, before we attack those delicious and very reasonably-priced soft drinks that bring such joy to the lives of our beloved children?

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When you’re young and in love…

Balham, London, 1961. I was twenty and my fiancé eighteen when we decided to get married.    London was my fiancé’s home town. Being young and in love we discounted obstacles, the first being my girlfriend’s mother, who was not impressed by the idea. Not only was I from a northern tribe with a Liverpool accent, I was a labourer. We never did become pals but we learned to tolerate each other.

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Art class – day one…

drawingYou’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.

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