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My haven't I been a slack wee bugger! Nothing very fruitful to report, alas. I watched our national squad get pipped at the post by les anglais in a crowded pub on the waterfront on Saturday ... this was made bad by everyone who I expected to be there not turning up, but better for being taken under the wing of a kindly woman from Auckland who was lovely and introduced me to each and every one of her friends as they arrived. Basic faith in humanity restored and all that.

The prior weekend was a bit more energetic though. Ex-BTer, Sydney venturer and all-round nice guy Gary was summoned to Wellington for an emergency weekend session ... I'd spotted a blurb in the previous Thursday's paper that Pendragon was having its Noozlelandish debut here on the Saturday and there was no question that him down south should be informed of this. So I did, and half an hour later he had flights to our fair capital. The evening was pretty good - the turnout was on the small side but it was great doing the whole clubbing thing again and it seemed as though Gary and Kyle had a good time too.
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