by rote

Hallo sailors.  I am here and it is Monday and what is wonderful about that?  We've had rain!  The drought is (sort of) broken, and we're back to standard Auckland humidity (frizz, sweat, panting, window-scraping and the other assorted side effects of humidity are back too, of course).

Weekend was good. Yup.  Spent some time with Hat Friend which was a blast - she makes me laugh - and, you guessed it, went house hunting.  Had a great skype call with a friend in London.  If you ignore all the driving from A to B to C and back to A, then C, B, B, A (of course all the open homes near one another are not grouped in a nice consecutive viewing order), it was a lovely weekend, really. 

Ate terribly this weekend; consider this the start of a health kick, boys and girls.  To ease myself back into good habits, last night's dinner was a hefty iceberg salad, roast pumpkin and a little bit of rump steak, thinly sliced.  Heaven, when you've been living on carbs and cheese and grease. 

Phoning it in with some pictures instead:

THE START OF GLORIOUS AUTUMN MORNINGS

FIRST RAINDROPS FOR THE YEAR.  I DON'T COUNT THAT NIGHT OF THE FIRE ALARM (3AM ON A MONDAY MORNING).  THAT DAY IS DEAD TO ME.  DEAD, D'YOU HEAR?