Posts by Amy Gale
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I'm conscious that physiotherapy hasn't been depicted positively in this thread, and also wary of generalising my own brief, unsatisfactory experience of it.
By way of sending some warm fuzzies in the general direction of that profession: my own back pain was well handled by a physio in Wellington (possibly Capital Sports Medicine? It's been a while).
It didn't turn out to be kidney stones, but it wasn't a back problem either - or at least, not the part of the back that was actually feeling the pain. Gruesome yet satisfying crunching noises were made. Exercises were assigned. Improvement was experienced. AND she was able to partially bill ACC.
Bodies are weird and wonderful, aren't they?
(So is ACC, come to that.)
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As a child a dear friend of mine had a massive crush on the man. Apparently she used to come over all funny when he was on the telly.
I clearly remember going to a primary school friend's birthday party, to which she had invited "Mr Muldoon". I wonder if it was the same girl. (The horrible alternative is that there were at least two such people!)
He wrote her quite a sweet letter apologising for not being able to attend, actually.
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(Disclaimer: poor attitude aside, I do actually answer ethnicity questions "correctly" just in case it really is important.)
The main problem for me with a lot of ethnicity questions is that the concept is so confused and the domain so oddly calibrated. I wish the questioners would actually ask the question they want answered, instead of trying to proxy for it.
Are they interested in health planning? Then it probably matters whether "European" ancestry is Greek or Norwegian.
Are they interested in social trends? Then it probably doesn't matter whether a 5th generation NZer is descended from Chinese settlers or British ones.
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The wording is just too vague. Do I get to correct any and all parents? Or just my own?
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And the claim that your G & T goes twice as far, twice as fast at altitude turns out to be a wishful myth.
Hmm, I did once get embarassingly wiggly on a single beer in Boulder. I guess there was no excuse after all.
I found myself thinking "wapiti" a lot, but again, without any clear sense of what that is, except that it's a super-awesome word to say.
Is it Ogden Nash who wrote
Here comes the wapiti
Hippity hoppity?
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Quite apart from the fact that such barns of blokiness are normally situated in godawful suburbs, the only real reason that a gentleman need visit such a place is for picture hooks.
What if he needs a drywalling knife to temper some chocolate?
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kill a rat with a spade
I killed one with a broom, does that count?
I've chased a bat outside with a squeezy-mop, because there wasn't a broom for me?
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Surely changing a car tyre has got to be in there?
Chez nous, that's the primary application of the torque wrench.
(And when you change your tyres with the seasons, it quickly moves out of the realm of "manly event" and into that of "irritating chore, to be foisted if possible".)
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There is a problem with this post.
Namely, it's missing an internal anchor next to the analogy-of-the-analogy so that one can point one's friends directly to it while commenting 'OMFG this is genius'.
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Yeah, having lived through a depression and two world wars did not in any way interfere with my grandmother's being a judgemental bitch.
For sure, there is no guaranteed link between having seen plenty and being cool with it all.
I'm reminded now of the last time I visited my grandparents and ended up watching Eastenders with them. I don't watch normally, so my Grandmother was having to explain to me that X was transexual, Y was shacked up with Z but used to live with A, and so forth. Goodness. I hope someone's thinking of the children.