Kiwifruit: July 2003 Archives

That Scottish restaurant. You know the one.

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on July 10, 2003 5:51 PM | Permalink

Had a takeaway coffee at McCafe this morning, just to reward myself in advance for the day ahead studying particularly dull tracts of poetry as part of my English degree at the moment.

Yawn!

I have to say, I'm quite impressed with McD's efforts in establishing these McCafes; the coffee's not too bad, and I'm rather partial to their double chocolate cake and smoked chicken paninis...

But what's this on the TeeVee last night? Sara Ulmer (NZ medal winning all- round champion cyclist, ) promoting McD's new "healthy"food range (translation: bowled salads with lashings of calorific dressing, crispy coated chicken burgers and...the $1 cheeseburger) ?

Me smells a large money-spinning sponsorship deal type rat here. Honestly, how can she show her face on national television and promote this food as being a healthy alternative? Her credibility as she she's shown cycling through rural New ZeaLand, subtle golden "M"s on each lycra-d thigh has gone out the window quicker than a BigMac meal on a Saturday night drive- thru.

Please, can't someone else sponsor our Sara?

The Joys of Winter

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Fi

on July 8, 2003 5:23 PM | Permalink

It's cold, it's wet, I have three sweatshirts on, two pairs of socks, my trusty purple sheepskin slippers and track-pants with baggy knees. Whoa, how gorgeous am I! Added to this I'm pale, hairy and all dried out.

Mmmm...it must be winter.

So, what exactly is great about winter, I have to ask myself. Ok, well it's the getting away with putting on a few extra pounds. It's the eating chocolate spongy pudding and cream for dessert, straight after a big roast meal with loads of roast potatoes and gravy.

It's the closing the curtains, turning down the lights and snuggling up with my Other Harf and him not minding I'm in my spotty flannelette PJs. And of course, it's a wonderful excuse to buy new clothes, for me and our little girl, in the winter sales.

All for next winter of course...

In praise of English men

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Fi

on July 6, 2003 2:41 PM | Permalink

I spent an hour or so last night on IM chatting to an American friend, currently living in London with her English husband (whom, I'm happy to say, I had a hand in introducing. It's a long story...). As a Kiwi married to a lovely Essex lad, we compared notes and came to the definite conclusion that Englishmen are the pick of the bunch.

So...justify yourself I hear you say!

Well, it's the understated masculinity that does it for me; a quiet, unassuming strength accompanied by unfailing good manners. It's the whole lack of blokey, he-man bull***, and of course, you never have to go to the bar for a round of drinks.

Or...is that just a ploy to make sure your glass is always topped up?

So what have I got to say for myself?

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Fi

on July 4, 2003 2:39 PM | Permalink

OK, here I am, a thirty-something woman, writer, wife, mother, friend, sister, student, daughter, aunt, (in no particular order) thinking maybe I might have something of interest to say to the world, and hoping I can prove so. And, jeez, do I have the biggest ever audience. Beats writing 300 word "true life" stories for "That's Life" magazine , readership @30,000 - hey, hang on, I got paid $200 for that one about the lost puppy dogs....

Before I get stuck into it I just want to send GG a big huge thanks, all the way from AKL to DC. Several bottles of Sauv. have your name on them already...and Happy 4th July x

That Scottish restaurant. You know the one.

The Joys of Winter

In praise of English men

So what have I got to say for myself?

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