Posts by Islander
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Peter - Lagavulin?
When I get a royalty cheque, I buy Lagavulins I havent yet tried...my extreme indulgence...
Mark Harris - you can get cask-strength Laphroaig from Whisky Galore in Christchurch & Meehams in Dunedin-I'm a coffee afficionado, but my small serious espresso machine lives in my van. For everyday purposes - my morning get up & get up caffiene- I prefer my s.s jug and excellent grounds (that I keep in an airtight unrefrigerated porcelain container) - a foreign friend called the result 'Dutch farmhouse coffee." Dunno about that, but the coffee has kept me alive & going for nearly 40 years-and is delicious-
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Huge grimace over pighead brawn I'd think... I'm pretty sure you havent eaten roast kiwi (I havent although I have daily opportunities - or, at least nightly ones) - Charlie "Mr Explorer" Douglas, who'd eaten plenty, likened it to an 'old boot boiled in a coffin' - so, who'd want to eat the thing? Kakapo, I am reliably informed, are flavoured with their own scent, like honey....
Notice I say nothing, notheeeng, notheeeen at all about kereru...
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Paul Williams - wrapped = rapt or what?
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Jeremy, you know fuckshit about weka - that is the *pukeko* recipe.
And, that elegant bird (which I would never eat now, but have done so, is quite palatable - provided it isnt shot ( and caught thus between a seizure of pain & adrenalin.))Weka were (and are, in places like the Chathams) strangled abruptly. They make an excellent roast/umukai-steamed/stewed bird.
I suggest, mate, because I get extremely serious about food, and although this is a jocular line of posts, you check your sauces....
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I *love* my feet. They are beautiful (this isnt just my opinion- I've had feedback on the beach, at home - "oo, look at your feet!" "Whassa matter?" "Your toes are all straight! Amd you dont have callouses! And you look after your toenails!")
- they're like my hands - big, lovely, capable. Even as they start to deform (ho hum, arthritis with an added smidgin of gout.)
I have always *hated* any restriction on foot or toe movement. Ran round bare foot for most of my childhood -
-Carolyn Skelton: when my mother was a young widow, 31 with 6 kids, she was mortified to be approached by the headmaster of our primary school offering assistance to provide footwear...she'd provided perfectly good sandals, with excellent socks in winter: we kids stuffed them in the milkbox as we headed off to school, putting them on again when we returned home...
and quite a lot of my adulthood BUT
as things like arthritis etc increase, I buy my Tevas a size larger; my boots (and I've always loved good boots - I once spent two months' wages as a tobacco picker on a superb pair of calf-high tramping boots) become lighter (SWATs now) and even more adjustable, with extremely good socks.
I've never worn high heels (but I admire the elan and poise of family & friends who do so)*
and my only fashion evening boots and slip-ons are Eccos, Timberlands, Merrills and Skechers (worn with pure silk or merino socks - comfortable, protective, warm or cool as you like - and not noticeable as a fashion thing...)
*Their feet dont look - quite so elegant... -
±Went to one of the first babyboomer state schools - girls were not hit(just given lots of detentions) but boys were caned - I've NEVER heard any of my 1960 cohort say anything loving about the place but some of the teachers were - interesting. They tried, some of them, to encourage - within the confines of the 1960s (because, who knew there was going to be anything different? Or else? Except every last one of their pupils!) - originality-
as for Stephen Walker's comments above - sorry mate, what planet are you from?
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Don Christie - please point me to amendments of the Copyright Act and the ACTA agreement - I rather think there is a lot of us who would like to read these- cheers/ kia ora-
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Yo Kyle - ae ae ae. It *is* an important part of copyright - the originator *controls* what is used and where - hell, I've swapped use of one my poems for a hug, and use of one my short stories for filming purposes for a smoked snapper, and several of my forewords for copies of the books they introduced...while *always* keeping & controlling all the rrst of copyright-
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Very seriously Don - and others- how does my keeping a tight hold on my copyright for my words & characters during my life-time (and possibly for the inheritors of my feeble wee estate) *stifle* any other person? *Take away any other person's freedom/s*??
I wrote the words. I invented the characters. No other bugger did.
Go write your own words. Go invent your own characters. Dont transgress mine.
I certainly will not steal your's.
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Still waiting for a response from Matthew Poole -
because the issues I have brought up are not only cogent, they're bloody close to the bone-