The weather has turned summer-like, finally! I am looking forward to a traditional NZ summer- sunburn, cold water, ice creams, relaxation and sand that scorches your feet. I made my first pilgrimage to the beach on Thursday with Graeme and Celia. Celia just heard that she had landed a job as we headed to the beach. Graeme and I are still both gentlemen of leisure. We went to Cheltenham beach in Devonport. It was a lovely day. As expected the water caused some amount of hyperventilation, especially as it reached our nether regions, but it was actually quite pleasant after the initial shock had passed (much better than my brief dip at Sumner beach in Christchurch nearly three weeks earlier). It was good to just laze around on a quiet beach. Cheltenham beach with Rangitoto island in the background-
Apart from going to the beach I have been trying to do some more constructive things. I have spoken to two recruitment agents, so my job hunt is underway. Mum and Dad had a party for friends and family at their place a week ago to celebrate Mum's 60th birthday (actually on 25 December, but an inconvenient day for a birthday). I was kept quite busy for a few days with planning the party. The party went off really well. I have done a bit of Christmas shopping. Yesterday was my great uncle Sam's 90th birthday- a good chance to catch up relatives I have not seen for a long time.
The stuff I freighted from London should clear Customs this week. I will get my beloved lap top and my tent in time for summer. Hooray!
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