Yes indeed – it’s hot, and dry. The sea beckons. As much as is allowed by law and social decorum, I’ve been at the beach with as little on as possible, and more often than not in the water rather than just sitting on the edge. At last I am understanding why Maximus was always banging on about being a fish – it is truly lovely…
One of the more poignant parts of taking a trip on the train from Auckland to Wellington, is that you pass over the bridge at Tangiwai, the site where many died on Christmas Eve in 1953. The mountain erupted and a deadly lahar headed down the creek-bed, wiping out the bridge shortly before the NZR passenger train hurtled into the breach. Sad, sad tale. It is…
Now this is a story that should concern us all, as architects, as human beings, as Aotearoans. And also as consumers of our abysmal media… Here is the link to the article on Stuff – from the Auckland “Western Leader”. Bad choice for a title right there – I believe Trump also calls himself a Western Leader as well, or was that Great Leader? Hmmmm….. Whatever…
This story has me intrigued. Here we are in the middle of the silly season, when the proper journalists have gone on summer holiday and all that is operating the presses is the janitor locked in the bathroom cupboard, and the DomPost comes out with a cracker of a front page article like this. This is a massive story, really, a big day for Wellington, and…
Welcome to 2018 and welcome back to the Eye of the Fish, the uniquely Wellington look at architecture and urban matters in and around our glorious and perfectly formed small city – the self-proclaimed Coolest Small Capital in the World. The holiday season is now half over, and while you have been at the beach or up on a mountain top, some other people have been…