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 I got up early this morning. I needed to visit il bagno and I checked the time on my phone. I thought it was about 6.20am but found out a little later it was actually around 5.20am. Never mind, I went to bed pretty early last night. Then I discovered that the last person to get something out of the freezer department in our fridge (Shelley) hadn't closed the freezer properly (or the fridge door) and everything in the freezer had gone soft. She got up to chastise me for making a bit of noise but I showed her little mistake so she went back to bed rather quickly. It's a good feeling being right and I now understand why Peter was so excited when he wasn't the one who broke the vacuum cleaner.

"I didn't do it! AND I 
don't drink Cleanskins!"

I like Wednesdays because I teach violin at Settentrionale College. This means I can't relieve at NLHS on the day that they have ridiculously long spells (100 minutes). The students on my roll are mainly beginners so I've put in quite a bit of thought on how to get young violinists started and have come across a good solution. I'm looking forward to kicking off this new approach today. 

No gigs and nothing in the pipeline. We finally got a review from our gig in Rotorua last October. It didn't seem very thought out - there was a lot of space devoted to raffle winners and they spelt my name wrong in my one mention. Not very inspiring. I'm not sure if I'll bother doing my bass melodies gigs that were to happen a little later this year. I think the world will carry on without them; if the world does carry on. I think I'll just concentrate on my violin playing for a while but who knows?

Peter (up north) got rid of his two kitchen bar stools.

Peter's ex-bar stools.

He has written two posts (so far) related to this event. Here's a summary.

• The Old Girl didn't like them.
• They were originally bought on Trade Me at a fraction of their real value.
• They were given away to a little old lady who probably won't be able to climb up to sit on them.
• Since then Peter has done a lot of gardening.
• He has been to tennis and taken the trailer to the tip.
• After farting around a bit, he bought some concrete mini slabs.
• He did his traffic patrol at a primary school.
• He wallowed in the water for a while.
• He drank a Rose that was crap (in his opinion). 

This was all pretty well overshadowed when Robert told us (in a comment on Peter's second bar stool related post) that Jesus had appeared to him and promised him a happy death. 

Lucky Robert!

I guess this means that Robert can now happily walk out in front of buses and speeding trucks. He certainly won't get gunned down by some addled priest or squashed to death by a container falling on him. 

Lucky Robert!

Ciao tutti.