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Showing posts from March 15, 2010


These days, Jacqui drags herself out of bed at about 6.30am to get out in time for the 7:25 bus.
I'm an unemployed bum, so I stay in bed.

So, this morning she managed to grab this outstanding photo of sunrise over the eastern hills.


Neil Gaiman in Wellington

Saturday evening was spent at Neil Gaimans's talk.  It was his part in the New Zealand International Arts Festival.

We went with our friends Jen, Dom & Jordan. 

The compere (she seemed nice) introduced him as the Amadaus Mozart of postmodernist literature.  Aside from the fact that I usually detest the term "postmodern" when assumed to mean anything (can you define it satisfactorily?), I thought it was quite a clever description.

The talk itself was excellent - he read 3 short poems. I can't remember the order, but they were:
1) A story called "My Last Landlady" about a murderous landlady in an unnamed English seaside town.  Sounds like Brighton.
2) A story about the bones of Saint Odhrán buried under the church on the Island of Iona which is just of the west coast of Scotland.  Downpatrick, the town I went to school in, gets a breif mention :)
3) A beautiful poem (which he described as his credo) about reading Goldilocks to his daughter.

The whole au…