And so it was, one dark and chilly winters night bright and sunny summers day, that the happy elves at the Eye of the Fish decided that they would pack it in for Christmas, once more, and enjoy a well-earned break. They grouped together and gingerly picked up the old Fish, and dressed only in their festive Yuletide swimwear, carefully carried the Fish across the road,…
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“Everybody knows that the dice are loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows that the war is over Everybody knows the good guys lost Everybody knows the fight was fixed The poor stay poor, the rich get rich That’s how it goes Everybody knows Everybody knows that the boat is leaking Everybody knows that the captain lied Everybody got this broken feeling Like their…
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It is a little difficult to know what to make of Hutt City’s proposal to create a conference centre. For a start, you have to wonder if they are really serious, and secondly, you have to wonder why they would want to knock down their best heritage buildings in order to do so. It’s not as if there is a shortage of land in the Hutt….
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Its both hard to write something on Nelson Madela, and also hard not to. But here goes. He has little to do with urban life in Wellington, and therefore there is no reason why he should be appearing in this blog, yet, he is quite possibly the most well respected politician of all time. How could I not acknowledge his passing? Pages and pages of writing…
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The Hutt is an extraordinary place when you think about it. An alien settlement on a far corner of the earth. Started by Colonel Edward Gibbon Wakefield, a chap not entirely free from avarice, under the guise of the New Zealand Company. A grand idea for settlement when you think about it, pushing the British Government’s hand into doing something it did not plan to do….
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One of the curious things about the modern architectural world is the art of the computer renderer. A friend of mine once worked on a project where the computer renders of the building were surrounded by a carpark which contained only Lamborginis. This, despite the building being designed for lowly polytechnic students in a poor part of town, and highly unlikely to ever sight a single…
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