Posts by Rachel Prosser
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Telecom cannot guarantee the customer experience of a phone that is not sourced from and supported by Telecom
I second Sam M. This sounds like a brochure, or written by the legal team not normal humans who blog. Less jargon, more plain language please.
How about making it customer not Telecom-focussed. For example, "Your iphone might work but we can't guarantee it"
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I've just come in from buying meat for dinner from the local butcher on Cranford St. A real plus is that it comes in the portion size that suits (and it's on my walking route). Long may it survive!
It's quite old-school - quality at an affordable price is the target, with labels written in spidery handwriting. Other butchers compete on quality (Peter Timbs, Verkerks, or by packaging (Barrington has lots of Meat Packs - buy a week's worth for a fixed sum).
When in town I'm a big fan of Verkerks butchery - they have offcuts of things like pastrami and roastbeef at very reasonable prices. Plus things like chicken frames for soup. mmmm!
In Grey Lynn, it's quite impressive that Fruit World can survive across the road from a big Woolworths.
I suspect they survive because they're across the road - means you can get both in one trip.
Has anyone seen Sanguinello/Blood Oranges on sale in NZ?
Blood Oranges are available in Christchurch - my flatmate received 3 as a gift last week.
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Think of the shorties, people. Any flat-floored show means that I almost *never* get a decent view of a concert I've paid for.
Seconded. I'm just not a mosh-pit type (other people's armpits lack appeal)
That's probably one reason I seldom go to big concerts. But the other reason is that it hurts my ears - literally. It's not the music - it's the ear-splitting volume. Even small jazz gigs bother me.
I have a theory that almost all sound-mixing people have gone to so many concerts with too high a volume that they're partially deaf, and sharing it with the rest of us.
Or, in the case of the Jade/AMI/Lancaster Stadium ground announcer, set the levels of the sound for a full stadium, when mostly it's 2/3 empty.
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It also acknowledges in a fun and vibrant way that for some of the population there may be more to enjoy in a match than following the field of play.
"Fun and vibrant"? Or creepy.
Also - notice the fact that tattoos have replaced body hair. I wonder how much of a Super 14 player's salary goes on body waxing?
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One of the peculiarities of "first-four-ship-worship" is that they were comparatively late in the play - people had stopped counting ship numbers in Wellington by then, there had been so many over the preceding 10 years.
I claim no Canterbury ships - but my great great grandmother was one of 6 single women to leave Glasgow in 1839 along with 26 single men (including her husband to be), and families who were on the Bengal Merchant. Other great greats came out on the Gertrude in 1841.
When I moved from Christchurch to Wellington after University, and sailed in on the ferry, on my own, needing to find a job and a flat, I remember thinking of Elizabeth who had a tent on the beach, and of my grandmother who sailed into the harbour as a war-bride from Bristol, and thinking that I had it much easier than either of them did.
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Link: Don't waste your time with the Press Council. I'd say the only avenue left is the Commerce Commission.
Last time I looked (which, to be fair, was in about 1997) the press had an exemption.
Once I could have cited chapter and verse, as my first "proper" job out of university was as the Fair Trading Enquiries Officer at the Commerce Commission, and I remember getting a complaint that a political party hadn't honoured its manifesto and that was misleading and deceptive conduct. (shock! horror!)
Alas - I had to explain that political party promises were exempt from the FTA as the parties were not "In trade"
The Commerce Commission at that stage enforced the Fair Trading and Commerce Acts. It's mandate has widened a little since then, but I don't think it encompasses either the Sale of Goods act or the Consumer Guarantees Act (except insofar as shops make misleading claims about their lack of liability through disclaimer clauses and so forth)
So news articles being "fit for purpose" aren't covered. Although, they are probably fit for the purpose of creating outrage, making people feel insecure and yearn to consume more stuff advertised to make themselves feel better:
It's a bad world out there - I need shoes! And alchol! And a 42 inch plasma screen.
(Can you tell I've just been reading Affluenza?)
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This headline just up in the Herald
Link: Survey finds 25pc of students sexually solicited online
Anyone trust the "statistic" ?
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I spent Waitangi Day morning at the Canterbury Museum with two good friends from Pt Chev, my almost-6 year old nephew and 3 year old niece, and their almost-6 year old son and 4 year old daughter.
We went to the Paua House and watched the movie about Fred and Myrtle, in the mini-cinema with the flight of buzzy bees on the wall, blown up versions of the Edmonds cook-book, and a silver fern made of white jandals.
We also stopped by the pre-European maori display (kids particularly interested in counting the number of fish the maori woman had caught) We also put foam bones on a moa skeleton in the Discovery Centre, so didn't do too badly in the "remember NZ history and culture" stakes.
I agree that tikanga maori is totally normal for kids, and that's extending to their parents and whanau.
We went to Classical Sparks the night before, The 3 year old pointed out to her brother "you did that!" when the Kapa Haka group came on. He was already grooving along, mimicking the Kapa Haka group and telling his assembled aunties and grandparents "I did that", referring to the Tai Tapu end of term concert, when everyone from new entrants up got involved.
Kids love Kapa Haka (There's a slogan for you).
Anyway, what's not to like, especially if you're a 6 year old boy? It's a normal part of school now, as are bilingual birthday songs.
My niece when taken to her pre school for her birthday was told by her mother that the children would sing her "Happy Birthday". She responded by asking her mother "do I sing Ra Whanau back to them?"
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oops "That's"
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Nobody I talk to ever seems to understand what Yellow is doing.
Thats because you don't speak the language of the black gloves:
"umm-bid-dlbb-lee-doo-bee-deeb-ly-deebly-dum-diddle" says it all really.