... Hello again... I've received a bit of stick recently for my reliance on old or pilfered content for these blogs... old stories, personal ads, videos and excessive picture use may have compromised the integrity of this blog... even my parents have weighed in with the following e-mail:
... So I think I need to sort my act out... I need to shape up or ship out... so I'm back to the old classic blogging style of yesteryear... back to the old school...
In truth, when I posted my story yesterday I was hoping to placate the expectant fans until today when I would regail you all in a fantastic travel adventure... but alas, it was not to be... I'd purchased some tickets to fly in a Cessna (tiny plane) to a beautiful place to do some highly recommended cruise... but the weather has delayed the flight twice now and I leave tomorrow so I will sell on the ticket... its a real shame because I woke up well excited about it this morning... like a school-boy (or teacher;) on a snow day... but alas (thats the second 'alas') the metaphorical ploughs came in and destroyed my joy, the weather was no good in the place I was flying to, so its all abandoned like an unwanted child... so that story is off... in the words of The Corrs, let's "...blame it on the weather man"... watch yourself Michael Fish, I now have a vendetta you bastard... maybe I took that too far... sorry Mr Fish...
... So alas (three) how can I regail you... Queenstown has turned me into a veritable slug of a lazy bastered (or as some might annoyingly quip, I've returned to normal service here)... its too comfortable living in this house with good people... drinking beer and watching movies, cafe hopping and eating cake... since I've been here I've watched, 'The King's Speech' (great), 'The Hangover' (nice), 'Cemerary Junction' (weak but OK... no subtlety, its all so forced... what a snob I am!), 'Flags for our Fathers' (Very interesting and well done), and the whole series of 'An Idiot Abroad' (funny, but a bit empty)... ... so as you can see, it's time to move on... however nice it's been to just stop for a bit (especially in such a beautiful area), I'm at risk of going stale and green and yucky... it's time to move on... so up to Wellington I go, back to the big(ish) city, where another sofa awaits me... that of Matt Carver, a good lad I met in Hanoi... I'm looking forward to it...
... I've just coming from playing in a mini-football tournament in Queenstown... random people turn up, form teams and play to win a $100 bar tab at one of the local bars... I formed a team with two Mexicans, a Dane, and a Saudi... we got to the Semis but lost... I sensed the Mexicans were getting annoyed with me... my lack of fitness was telling... it was the first real exercise in 4.5 months... in the first 2-3 minutes I was passing and moving, calm and collected... like a young Franz Beckenbaur (only better)... but then reality kicked in and so did fitness... I decided to play at a walking pace... its just ashame the people around me didn't decided to join me in this... the game started passing me by... well at least it was good to watch the Mexican skills:) ... now I'm sat here with a lovely ice cold beer and blogging to you good people... at first I was very nervous to play footy again... worried about shaming myself and maybe suffering from lack of fitness... I did my normal prematch routine of drinking lots of energy drink and peeing alot... ... it was fun to play, but it'll be a while 'till the old skills and class is back (don't laugh)...
... OK, I've got to take my washing from the machine and into the tumble drier... I'll be back after this short break... enjoy this funny little video in the interim...
... Another thing... if you're a cleaner, New Zealand is the place for you... If your child has come here to enjoy "... the lifestyle" that is young people code for becoming a cleaner and getting pissed every night... if you did that in England you'd be looked at in contempt... in NZ its normal for a traveler... you see, people come here and offer to clean a hostel for 3 hours each day and then they get their accommodation free... I've ever heard of people cleaning a gym in order to get free access... if you will clean it, you can use it (hummm, I wonder what that jeweler wanted with my ring?)... the lifestyle is awesome here and it really is incredibly beautiful... but as always compromises are necessary...
... its been great to have this free bed in SJ's place but it can be a bit lonely because we are in different situations... they all work and are all settled in this place... I'm not... I started NZ in a fresh frame of mind which enabled me to meet many cool people while I was in jail in Christchurch (if that statement shocked you, please read my previous posts for an explanation)... this new 'open' Matt has reaped the benefits of getting on really well with the people in this house and having a cool time... but there are no hopeless-meandering-wannabe French novel writer types-poncing around with me... which is a shame... but alas (fourth), that is the nature of travel in Australia and NZ for me, almost everyone else has different priorities from these places then me... bring on South America... I can't wait:))))))
... One cool thing I did get from my exploration of this small town on my Larry lonesome (Ladies... theres a face here that needs a stroking... Christ, I'm even scaring myself a bit now) , and it kind of goes back to that poncing thing I just mentioned, is how cool it is just to wonder about sometimes... I was walking through the park and by the edge of the lake as darkness descended... I had cool music in my ear and I became lost in a weird semi-transient strange world where everything seems a bit unreal and you have that thought of, 'How did I get here?'... it's a pleasant feeling... it reminds me of a holiday I had in Europe after finishing in Southampton Uni... I'd just wonder round the cool cities like Milan, Paris, Amsterdam... lost in wonder (I know, a bit cliched...) just walking around open mouthed... a weird way to enjoy a city, but it can be really awesome when you stumble across some cool place that the dreaded Lonely Planet neglected to mention (or more likely, I neglected to read)... ... alas (five) I don't know where I'm going with this, so I'll stop...
... so here you go, original content... I don't want to fob the fans off with some re-hashed old crap (especially when they've noticed what I'm doing;)... ... ... one more thing to mention, the fire service is essentially voluntary here (with a couple of pro staff)... when theres a fire an alert goes out like a bombing siren people run from whatever they're doing and get down to the station asap... good on them... very noble...
... so I feel good after football (I remember once telling Leeming I thought I could be a semi-pro footballer... he looked at me all serious and went 'oh yeah'... then within a couple of days people were joking and calling me 'Semi-pro'... now I can laugh... I am pretty crap... but I enjoy it and feel great afterwards... so I guess thats what its all about... thats my message of the week kids... take it on board... and also, don't smoke.. or take drugs...) ... I'm polishing off a lovely beer... and I'm about to pop out for fish and chips with SJ and here boyfriend on my last night here in Queenstown... and I feel good because I've just blogged to you lovley people... but alas (six) you cannot be with me now... keep well where ever you are... and remember kids, don't smoke or take drugs and remember to enjoy what you do and don't just do it all for money... and also remember the green cross code... and don't take sweets from strangers (unless they own a shop and you've just paid for the sweets... thats just a normal transaction)... ... anyway...
Love you all... keep well... keep safe... keep lovely... :)
Matt
Come on son we expect original content every time.
Love Mum & Dad
... So I think I need to sort my act out... I need to shape up or ship out... so I'm back to the old classic blogging style of yesteryear... back to the old school...
In truth, when I posted my story yesterday I was hoping to placate the expectant fans until today when I would regail you all in a fantastic travel adventure... but alas, it was not to be... I'd purchased some tickets to fly in a Cessna (tiny plane) to a beautiful place to do some highly recommended cruise... but the weather has delayed the flight twice now and I leave tomorrow so I will sell on the ticket... its a real shame because I woke up well excited about it this morning... like a school-boy (or teacher;) on a snow day... but alas (thats the second 'alas') the metaphorical ploughs came in and destroyed my joy, the weather was no good in the place I was flying to, so its all abandoned like an unwanted child... so that story is off... in the words of The Corrs, let's "...blame it on the weather man"... watch yourself Michael Fish, I now have a vendetta you bastard... maybe I took that too far... sorry Mr Fish...
... So alas (three) how can I regail you... Queenstown has turned me into a veritable slug of a lazy bastered (or as some might annoyingly quip, I've returned to normal service here)... its too comfortable living in this house with good people... drinking beer and watching movies, cafe hopping and eating cake... since I've been here I've watched, 'The King's Speech' (great), 'The Hangover' (nice), 'Cemerary Junction' (weak but OK... no subtlety, its all so forced... what a snob I am!), 'Flags for our Fathers' (Very interesting and well done), and the whole series of 'An Idiot Abroad' (funny, but a bit empty)... ... so as you can see, it's time to move on... however nice it's been to just stop for a bit (especially in such a beautiful area), I'm at risk of going stale and green and yucky... it's time to move on... so up to Wellington I go, back to the big(ish) city, where another sofa awaits me... that of Matt Carver, a good lad I met in Hanoi... I'm looking forward to it...
... I've just coming from playing in a mini-football tournament in Queenstown... random people turn up, form teams and play to win a $100 bar tab at one of the local bars... I formed a team with two Mexicans, a Dane, and a Saudi... we got to the Semis but lost... I sensed the Mexicans were getting annoyed with me... my lack of fitness was telling... it was the first real exercise in 4.5 months... in the first 2-3 minutes I was passing and moving, calm and collected... like a young Franz Beckenbaur (only better)... but then reality kicked in and so did fitness... I decided to play at a walking pace... its just ashame the people around me didn't decided to join me in this... the game started passing me by... well at least it was good to watch the Mexican skills:) ... now I'm sat here with a lovely ice cold beer and blogging to you good people... at first I was very nervous to play footy again... worried about shaming myself and maybe suffering from lack of fitness... I did my normal prematch routine of drinking lots of energy drink and peeing alot... ... it was fun to play, but it'll be a while 'till the old skills and class is back (don't laugh)...
... OK, I've got to take my washing from the machine and into the tumble drier... I'll be back after this short break... enjoy this funny little video in the interim...
... I hope you enjoyed that:) ... and so now I'm back... while I'm cleaning my clothes I'll do a bit of blogalogical housekeeping and go over some things I forgot to mention (some maybe of interest... many probably inane!) ... firstly, when I was in Christchurch (all that time ago) it was boxing day... confused the hell out of me... it turned out boxing day (the day after Christmas... a bit shopping day in many western countries) had effectively been canceled as they had an earthquake then which basically destroyed alot of buildings... so it had been delayed until the weekend I was there... unfortunately I didn't get any bargains although I was tempted by the 50% off ring cleaning available at the jewelers... but I left my ring back in Britain... (hummmm....) ...
... Another thing... if you're a cleaner, New Zealand is the place for you... If your child has come here to enjoy "... the lifestyle" that is young people code for becoming a cleaner and getting pissed every night... if you did that in England you'd be looked at in contempt... in NZ its normal for a traveler... you see, people come here and offer to clean a hostel for 3 hours each day and then they get their accommodation free... I've ever heard of people cleaning a gym in order to get free access... if you will clean it, you can use it (hummm, I wonder what that jeweler wanted with my ring?)... the lifestyle is awesome here and it really is incredibly beautiful... but as always compromises are necessary...
... its been great to have this free bed in SJ's place but it can be a bit lonely because we are in different situations... they all work and are all settled in this place... I'm not... I started NZ in a fresh frame of mind which enabled me to meet many cool people while I was in jail in Christchurch (if that statement shocked you, please read my previous posts for an explanation)... this new 'open' Matt has reaped the benefits of getting on really well with the people in this house and having a cool time... but there are no hopeless-meandering-wannabe French novel writer types-poncing around with me... which is a shame... but alas (fourth), that is the nature of travel in Australia and NZ for me, almost everyone else has different priorities from these places then me... bring on South America... I can't wait:))))))
... One cool thing I did get from my exploration of this small town on my Larry lonesome (Ladies... theres a face here that needs a stroking... Christ, I'm even scaring myself a bit now) , and it kind of goes back to that poncing thing I just mentioned, is how cool it is just to wonder about sometimes... I was walking through the park and by the edge of the lake as darkness descended... I had cool music in my ear and I became lost in a weird semi-transient strange world where everything seems a bit unreal and you have that thought of, 'How did I get here?'... it's a pleasant feeling... it reminds me of a holiday I had in Europe after finishing in Southampton Uni... I'd just wonder round the cool cities like Milan, Paris, Amsterdam... lost in wonder (I know, a bit cliched...) just walking around open mouthed... a weird way to enjoy a city, but it can be really awesome when you stumble across some cool place that the dreaded Lonely Planet neglected to mention (or more likely, I neglected to read)... ... alas (five) I don't know where I'm going with this, so I'll stop...
... so here you go, original content... I don't want to fob the fans off with some re-hashed old crap (especially when they've noticed what I'm doing;)... ... ... one more thing to mention, the fire service is essentially voluntary here (with a couple of pro staff)... when theres a fire an alert goes out like a bombing siren people run from whatever they're doing and get down to the station asap... good on them... very noble...
... so I feel good after football (I remember once telling Leeming I thought I could be a semi-pro footballer... he looked at me all serious and went 'oh yeah'... then within a couple of days people were joking and calling me 'Semi-pro'... now I can laugh... I am pretty crap... but I enjoy it and feel great afterwards... so I guess thats what its all about... thats my message of the week kids... take it on board... and also, don't smoke.. or take drugs...) ... I'm polishing off a lovely beer... and I'm about to pop out for fish and chips with SJ and here boyfriend on my last night here in Queenstown... and I feel good because I've just blogged to you lovley people... but alas (six) you cannot be with me now... keep well where ever you are... and remember kids, don't smoke or take drugs and remember to enjoy what you do and don't just do it all for money... and also remember the green cross code... and don't take sweets from strangers (unless they own a shop and you've just paid for the sweets... thats just a normal transaction)... ... anyway...
Love you all... keep well... keep safe... keep lovely... :)
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