An invasive species to NZ but here is a cute Rainbow Skink. This cheeky little chap was posing while sunning himself on some concrete outside the house one day…thank goodness for 100x zoom and a steady hand!
I can just imagine him thinking “Has he seen me? Perhaps if I stand really still he’ll go away.”
Here is a photo…what do you call them?
The Kiwis call them Jandals (a shortening of Japanese Sandals)
The British call them Flip Flops (I assume because of the sound they make while walking in them)
The Australians call them Thongs (which in Britain is a type of skimpy underwear, why do they get called this Down Under?)
Isn’t language peculiar at times? 😄
I was rather surprised recently, on consuming a can of Lion Red beer, to note a list of nutritional information, I couldn’t recall seeing such a thing on beer before.
I felt fairly certain that beer is widely regarded as being bad for you, and yet here we have the proud declaration that the beer is 99% free of sugar!
Closer inspection reveals 1.3g of dietary fibre and 1g of protein and quite low in fat! Lower in sodium than 7up too!
So the questions are these…why does the drinking of beer result in the beer belly? Why isn’t it hailed as the latest in health supplements? Why aren’t we all supping for the good of our constitution?
Why indeed…I dare say we can all think of many reasons…particularly to do with knowing when to say no. 🙂
If I said the word “Niue” (pronounced like “New-eh”) would you know what I was referring to? Be honest.
I went to the Pasifika festival in Auckland a couple of years ago to celebrate the culture of Pacific Island nations and discovered there was an island dependency of New Zealand called Niue. It is a 3.5 hour flight from Auckland and sits in the South Pacific, roughly in the area of the more famous Tonga, Samoa or the Cook Islands.
Anyway, the island is around 250 square kilometres in area and around 64km around it by road, with a population of around 1,500 people. It is one of the largest raised coral atolls in the world and is referred to as “the rock” by locals. The highest point on the island is just 69m above sea level, however its raised, jagged sea cliffs protect it from many potential natural disasters.
I was lucky enough to go there recently, and I hope to share some things about this wonderful little slice of the world over the coming weeks with you. But for now, here is a photo of the western coastline at low tide with the exposed reef just to whet the appetite.
It’s a little bit behind the times now as the NZ election was in September but I thought I’d talk politics (hopefully without the whole subject being a big turn-off for you).
This year was the first time I’ve been able to vote here in NZ since becoming a permanent resident. Indeed, by law you have to enrol to vote but you don’t actually have to vote (seems bizarre eh?)…although I doubt anyone polices this…it is NZ after all!
A little factoid for you is that NZ was the first country in the world to give women the vote in 1893. Why on earth it took so long to do things like that is anyone’s guess.
The voting system requires you to cast two votes on the day, one for a party you wish to govern and one for your local MP. The number of seats a party receives in parliament relates to the proportion of votes received counted up across the nation from the party votes cast, with the people receiving those seats being taken from a prioritised list which each party publishes. Your local MP will get their seat first though, if elected. In my area I could choose from 16 parties but only 6 local candidates.
Sounds a bit weird right?
They have what they call a “wasted vote” statistic linked to those votes people cast for parties who don’t receive enough votes to win a seat (you need 5% of the party vote for a seat or to win a local area seat)…but then this seems less than would be wasted in the UK where if you vote against a long-held party seat and your candidate doesn’t win in that area, you vote is largely meaningless.
The outcome in NZ had the strange situation where the ruling National party didn’t have enough seats to form a majority government, so the NZ First party entered into coalition talks with them and also with Labour and the Green party (the latter two already stating they would govern together but not having enough seats either). NZ First then in essence decided who won depending on who gave them most of what they wanted (Labour/Green it was). This was made more comical by the fact that the NZ First leader couldn’t even win his own seat and basked in the grand-standing limelight while everyone sucked up to him. Pathetic. It was a bit like the public voting on X Factor and then Simon Cowell’s personal assistant (i.e. someone arbitrarily unimportant) just deciding who he/she wants to win afterwards…in other words, a farce.
In summary, politics is messed up whichever way you slice it, and it’s a shame that it doesn’t attract altruistic and honourable people to the career. Someone worth voting for. Democracy isn’t perfect, but I suppose it seems better than the alternatives.
I was at Auckland Zoo recently and noticed a sign regarding the desire to try to eliminate the containing of palm oil in the products we buy on a day-to-day basis. The intention of this is to help mitigate against the clearance of native forest in countries like Indonesia, Malaysia and more – simply to allow space for the farming of palm oil. This forest clearance is removing habitat for many species such as the well-known Orangutan.
Some people may say “Why should I care?”, to that I would suggest that if we continue to rape the natural world without a second thought then our surroundings will be particularly desolate, dull and colourless one day in the future – and who knows if we might just need one of these species one day? Don’t other species have as much right to their little corner of the Earth as we do? A more selfish angle might be to think about how bacteria are fighting back against antibiotics…who knows where the next magic drug will come from.
Of course, often the countries supplying such products and the people living there are in want of the money that rich western companies and countries will provide, so the most important thing is to try to strike the right balance to give everyone and every species a fair go. Sustainability is everything.
So how do you eliminate palm oil from your shopping? Please look at the photo below and do some research for your own country’s labelling. To start with, try to buy alternatives where any ingredients show something relating to “palm” in them. I guess that is the end of my palmolive soap purchasing for a start…and Bisto gravy granules too (a sad day indeed).
Together we might all make a difference for our and for future generations to enjoy.
Just west of Auckland on the Tasman Sea coast lies the beautiful Bethells Beach. Often appearing deserted, it is a spot which surfers and walkers enjoy, amongst others. The coastal path there is a part of the Hillary Trail which runs for 76km around the west coast.
Just inland from the beach, a short walk takes you over massive sand dunes to Lake Wainamu, which sits at the base of cascading waterfalls in something of a bowl, surrounded by the Waitakere Range mountains and said sand dunes. It is stunning to see, even on a cloudy day. The cool lake water feeds a stream which empties into the nearby ocean.