Merry Christmas everybody. At present I’m sitting in the upstairs bedroom at my Nana’s house in Burnside, Christchurch, looking out the window at the sycamore lined park across the street. It’s 17 degrees. I’m feeling a little worse for wear. Yesterday I decided to conduct a social experiment with my good friend Georgia. We drank four affogatos (that’s a shot of coffee with a scoop of vanilla ice cream) back to back. I never drink coffee. The result – an inability to sleep until four this morning. Which made my Father coming into my room to check his emails at eight this morning a somhhhhhhwhat unpleasant experience. And his continued presence despite my sleepy protestations a slight vexation. But the straw that broke this camel’s back – his sudden decision to Youtube search every song ever performed by an obscure dead American solo guitarist named Robbie Basho (listen here – make sure volume is turned up to LOUD for full effect). No doubt this will be an exhausting day. But a good day nonetheless. Merry Christmas everybody. Enjoy yourselves. Christmas can be about as stressful a time as can be, but just take it for what it is and have fun with it. If it all gets a bit much, take a minute to listen to the song above. It’s really beautiful.

Thanks for reading.


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  1. Anonymous says

    I see your father is a man of taste and discernment.

    Obviously you know about Joni Mitchell from him also.

    Three cheers for pere, for where, for pere, for he gave his son an education.

    Merry Christmas, William

  2. oldgirl says

    to much pav and pav pav.i only eat the dame thing at xmas and I can not stop. now 2 days later I still feel sick. It was a nice day we sat around and sung songs and watched the children with their presents and that is the joy of xmas being with family the good the bad and the pretty. I see in the sunday paper that we are qouted about the uniforms. I guess another day another blog for you. I do enjoy reading what you and the others have to say. I Like all of you

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