Orbital bus route

Posted on Wed 8 August 2007 at 10:14

Well  I learned that I really should have caught the CLOCKWISE orbital bus to the Base shopping centre……. It took 58 minutes to get there and 22 to come back, again on the anticlockwise bus, having therefore completed a full circuit from the hospital, armed with a patient!!

And as we drove through Dinsdale, there was a house right on the route that was absolutely swarming with people in disposable whites, wearing face masks.  I had my suspicions, which were confirmed the next day http://www.stuff.co.nz/waikatotimes/4152147a6004.html

I’m not suggesting that Dinsdale is the major drug suburb of Hamilton, just pointing out that it doesn’t matter where you live, shit happens.

Poor Melissa.  She went the stables on Saturday and was home within the hour.  One of the horses stood on her foot and seems to have detached her big toe nail at the root although it is still gamely hangin on there.  So she has been hobbling about. But is on the mend now.  She has been enjoying cross country at school but that is on hold for this week.  For her, the bonus has been that she has been allowed to wear her trainers to school once I wrote her a note of explanation.  Not only that, her teacher signed it and gave it back to her as she may have got detention from other teachers if she had been spotted for not wearing her school shoes.  As an aside - it seems to be international doesn’t it  - they make you do cross country in the winter here as well!  I mean, what’s that all about eh?  Lets wait until the weather is as bad as it possibly can be, then chuck all the kids outside to run around?  Obviously ‘character building’ for one and all eh?

I am so not looking forward to next week.  It will be Darren’s 21^st birthday and although it would have been highly unlikely I would have been in Rothes to wish him happy birthday, I feel really far away this time.  And seeing as Darren was born on my 24^th birthday, it should be my celebration too.  Although precisely what celebration I can’t imagine as Steve will be away on a course yet again and I will be working 8 – 5 as I have had to change my shifts to work around his course.  Which doesn’t even give me time to go the Gym as it would mean leaving the girl on her own and I’m not doing that.  If I could hibernate until the end of next week, that would be really good but as that is not possible, I will just have to endure thinking about being old, fat, unhealthy, lethargic, ugly and grotesque all on my own.  Yup, wallowing in self pity now, but that’s how it goes.

And the weather – it has finally got me down a bit as it seems to have been incessant rain for weeks now.  At least this morning has dawned fine for a change.  In fact………….

I have to change tack a bit now.  I had just gone into the garden to put out the washing and it is beautiful today.  Very calm and peaceful with a really ‘early morning’ feel to it, which is surprising as it is already 9am.  The sky is such a beautiful blue with tiny wispy clouds.  There is steam rising lazily from the brush-matting fence and the trees.  There is dew on the grass with little cat tracks on it where the girls have been this morning.  So, harmony is restored to my soul – all I need to do now is get cracking, get down the Gym and be back in time to spend some time on the deck before work.   Did I mention I went to hang the washing out in my pyjamas? Well, I did, also wearing slipper boots and a big thick jersey but jammies nonetheless!!  For a kick-off, only one set of neighbours can see in our garden and the other great thing about New Zealand is that no-body cares.  I have seen people in the supermarket wearing pyjamas before and slippers are commonplace.