I'm in Dannevirke. It's 10pm on Tuesday which means that it's 10am in most of Continental Europe, 9am Tuesday in the UK, 5am Tuesday in Georgetown, 4am Tuesday in Sarnia/Toronto and 1am Tuesday in California. How informative and how boring is all that?
The Girls are asleep and I'm tired and will soon be asleep too. We will all be up at the crack of dawn for the start of the Veterans' Croquet Tournament at 8.30 in the morning.
It's been a strange day (so what's new?) starting with the expectation of ferrying a sick child to the Doc for a certificate to say that he couldn't attend school for an exam (he went to school anyway) and being the NZ call centre for dear friend Pat on Lewis whose computer had disengaged itself from the internet and her lifeline to the real world - er, cyberworld. It's one of the few ways I can repay her for all that she does for me looking after my affairs in Scotland while I'm swanning away into the New Zealand sun (well that's the theory).
Bye for now. More soon.