One of life's luxuries is reading in bed, in the morning. I'm ploughing my way through the New Zealand Wars trilogy. It's a retelling of our war stories, the ones from the colonial period that we never learned about in school. Hone Heke chopping down the flagpole in the Bay of Islands just after the signing of the Treaty of Waitangi, a Yankee, Kimbell Bent, living and fighting with Tokowaru in the Waikato. Humour, a strong element of Maori culture, is evident in the wry commentaries of the Maori chiefs on the losing of autonomy and of their land.
Meanwhile, back in Christchurch, we are winning our war with Covid, 5 new cases today, but tragically a woman in her 90's dies. I wage war with the weeds at my place and, pleasant surprise, Jack Fulton appears behind the wire fence. So good to see him while he's talking to Jordy- the three are special mates since 5 years old. It's time to catch up with the special people in our lives. I pop in to the supermarket and there's palpable positivity in the air. People have a spring in their step. Life after Covid. It's nearly here.
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| Chris finds a sock and serves it up |
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| Bear o naut |
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| Jack at the gate |
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| The Boys- 2015 |
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