A happy-go-lucky English rambler dude goes to New Zealand for a year. Here he interfaces with some of those he left behind and details his nefarious activities. Or summat.
 
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Recently clicked on MP3s - 7th June 2005
The Lucksmiths - Warmer Corners
Jens Lekman - When i said i wanted to be your dog
The Trashcan Sinatras - Weightlifting
Teenage Fanclub - Man Made
Laura Veirs - Carbon Glacier
The Decemberists - Picaresque
The Eels - Blinking Lights


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BoneyBoy
Jimmy the Saint
Super Pablo
Ted's Sister



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New Excelsior Hostel, Christchurch
Belle And Sebastian
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The Lucksmiths
Flaming Lips
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Runners World
Work, Work, Work
www.singletrackworld.com
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John Hegley
Bill Drummond
La Fromental (Excellent French B&B)
Richard Long. Artist.
Nifty Online Image Resizer
The Red Room
Hello Stick Cricket. Goodbye Productivity
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Mountains recently bothered
Pico del Pedro (2715m)
The Cobbler (884m)
Kinder Scout (636m)
Grouse Mountain (1300m)
Mauna Kea (4207m)
Mount Taranaki (2518m)





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Ted In The O.Z.
 
Wednesday, July 27, 2005  
Hiyer!

Things are afoot.

The lease on the pleasant flat i've been sharing in pleasant Clifton Hill is coming to an end this weekend, rather unpleasantly forcing me out of the easy routine i've been in for the last few months. And a week after that, my financially pleasant job is coming to an end too. All of which is a bit of a shock to the system, and has forced me to actually think about what the hell i'm doing next.

My answer to the accommodation conundrum is to move in for a week with my ex girlfriend, and current friend and Yoga teacher, Megan. The other option was a room above a cafe, run by the wife of a work friend, Frank (The nearest person to Confucious alive today), but the idea of challenging, intelligent, philosophical debate (arguments about what to watch on telly) and free rent swung the vote in Megan's favour (If you're reading this - that was a joke, and i'm sorry, and yes i'll paint the bloody ceiling to make up for it, ok?)

To fill the gaping void left by work, i've decided to head up to Queensland for three weeks (coincidentally just like Megan is), and knock around a bit on beaches. I was going to do a rather bad-ass two week bike trek through the outback, but irritatingly, the only date i could make has been cancelled, and in any rate, the last three weeks of watching the Tour de France till 2am every night has left me exhausted, so maybe i should build up a bit first, before actually doing a Tour de Desert myself. (I've not actually sat on a bike for the last 8 months :o( - Dave & Rob are you listening? I'm going to be coming back, slightly less than in shape, but hungry for bicycle based combat!)

After i've completed my punishing three week course of books, body boarding and [Insert glamourous sounding activity starting with a B here], i'm intending to head pretty much straight onto Japan, for a week or so, or however long it takes me to climb Mount Fuji - before proceeding home for the wedding of Mr Cat and Mrs Clare! I need to rearrange a few flight details to make it all happen, but fingers crossed i'll be touching down in Blighty at some point in mid September.

There remains a rather large doubt in my brain about what to do after the wedding, but i'll not go into any of that, as i've been umming and arrring about it for weeks now, and i've bored myself with weighing up the options, so i dread to think how tedious it's been for people within earshot of me. Not to mention i'm starting to feel a bit sad lurking around here in the corner of E55 * now, so i'll be off home to start packing for the weekend, as i'm busy for the rest of the week with Ursula's leaving do on Friday night, and The Go! Team at the Corner Hotel tomorrow night.

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[* An aside about E55.

It's an interesting place this, and many things to many people.

You could say it's a pleasant, city centre basment bar, with traditional (for Melbourne) battered but comfy 80s sofas, wonderfully subdued lighting, good beers (they've got Cooper's Red - you don't need anything else) and jaunty, dancy type tunes on, if a little loud at times.

75% of the place is given over to good looking hipsters, flopping around on the sofas, discussing the issues of the day, laughing, joking and generally making merry.

20% of it is an internet caff, where backpackers are busy composing emails to loved ones, catching up on the football results or searching for funstuff to do in Melbourne.

The final 5% is taken over by shadowy figures, sat in the armchairs in the corner, next to the ancient table top arcade machine, taking advantage of the free (if you buy a drink), highspeed, wireless internet connection available with their laptops.

They seem like nice sorts, but are often alone, and staring earnestly at their machines, typing away like demons, whilst everyone else around them is being a bit more sociable.

Which group am i currently in? Bah! You guessed... but I promise the laptop isn't coming with me to Queensland :o)
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