I spotted this poster (on an A4 piece of paper which was stuck to the wall of a corridor, I might add) in the entrance to the library of a local educational establishment. It tickled me…largely because the intended target group for the message are unlikely to be reading said poster at all…this is what happens when someone designing posters doesn’t understand people very well…
I think I’ve blogged before about the slightly confusing situation wherein the NZ locals are invariably friendly on the surface but can be hard to make friends with. Personal conversations beyond a superficial level seem to not be encouraged (generally speaking) and met with an uncomfortable silence I’ve often found.
There have been occasions where conversations are very one-sided too because I’m asking questions to try to get a chat going and get nothing in reply. Not with everyone I grant you but with a good number.
Anyway, an interesting by-product of this reserved nature is a keenness to brag. If you think about it, it makes sense…if people are used to not being asked about things, then they will go out of their way to tell you. To me, that comes off as bragging…OK in small doses but really rather boring after a short while. Conversation should be a two-way street…but one gets used to it once you realise what is going on.
I’m not saying everyone is like that but I’ve certainly experienced it a lot. Maybe it’s just Auckland…
A few months ago, I went to watch a film at the Roxy Cinema in Miramar, Wellington. This cinema has been lovingly restored in the Art Deco style, at least partly thanks to Peter Jackson as it was his childhood haunt (hence the memorabilia from his movies).
It truly is marvellous to go to a building with a bit of character for a change instead of the identikit structures we are presented with on a regular basis. And it has a lovely restaurant and bar area in it too.
I imagine this place is a bit unknown but great to visit…albeit the movie wasn’t the best.
I saw this picture on the wall of the gents toilet in a corporate workplace (company name removed)…a bit like a paint colour chart but for your micturition. Interesting idea to get the staff drinking more! Made me chuckle…you’ll be pleased to know I took the photo once I ensured there was nobody else present!
I was reasonably well hydrated at the time…and I didn’t even have to aim at the paper on the wall to be certain of the match!
There’s something kind of odd here in NZ, to a long-time UK resident, namely the activity of washing your house.
You get used to washing cars, clothes and yourself…but a house?
I recently had the drive and roof of our rental property jet-washed. It got rid of lichen from the metal roof and slimy, slippery build-up from the concrete drive. I’ve also had dirt build-up removed from the exterior walls of the property before now too.
I’m not sure if this is a peculiarity relating to timber houses but I’ve never seen it with a brick house. Any thoughts?
I recently met a lady on a boat excursion. Not entirely unusual you may think, why tell me about it?
This lady told me about how she comes to New Zealand (from the UK) almost every year because her daughter lives here with a kiwi husband. Over the years she has made a number of friends here and comes to visit them as well as family. She’d done the boat trip on numerous occasions as it happened.
Still not that remarkable?
OK, she is 81 years old, travels by herself and actually told me how lucky she feels that her daughter lives here so she has the reason to visit so often because she loves it so much. How fantastic is that? To reflect so positively on what life deals you is quite something I feel…perhaps I and others can learn from such an encounter…may we all seek out new adventures and experiences in life whatever our age.
It proves that it’s always worth chatting to a stranger every so often because it can be very enriching…although of course you should perhaps always take the words of a stranger with a little pinch of salt as you don’t really know if they speak the truth, though why lie?
As of 1st January 2019, New Zealand introduced a ban on single use plastic bags…or so I thought. I was quite happy about this, and still am…up to a point.
It seems that this ban only covers the use of bags at the checkout in shops. We now have the ridiculous scenario where you can pack all of your fruit and veg into individual bags but then you either buy a thicker plastic bag or more sustainable alternative. I’d love to know why this ban didn’t extend to other forms of plastic bags…I know you have to start somewhere and that this will make a difference but it feels well short of where it should be. Come on, NZ government!
Apparently some people have been complaining about not being able to get such bags any more. Perhaps these people should be shown the environmental damage they cause and if that still doesn’t work, be put out of their misery.