Entries from January 2005 ↓

God Fuel coffee is good. I’ve been without it on a regular basis over Christmas, which wasn’t too bad when I was at home as I must say I really like my own coffee … but last week back at work when my Fuel stop was closed I was forced to make the rounds of other cafes. I had a most ghastly experience at Zoom: the barista had two tall latte bases extracted and when I ordered a regular she just poured what I assume was roughly half of a tall base into the regular cup, poured in the milk and said “$3 thanks”. I was flabbergasted and just too stunned to say something and at the time wondered what I could’ve said without coming across as a complete bitch. I hate those situations – I look back on it daily and ponder.

Anyway, I’m just getting to the bottom of my first Hunter St Fuel regular latte for the year and it is pure nectar. That wonderful familiar taste and smell – it really is my work-day fuel.

[Surely I should be given shares for my obsession and blatant adoration ...]

Fabulous Chrissie present painted by my very own sister. Another to add to our exclusive collection.

Due to nasty Wellington weather, the Sapphire Princess didn’t come into the harbour before Christmas. But thanks to cruise passengers looking really obviously like they just stepped out of the glitzy cruise ship world and wandering dumbfounded down Lambton Quay where nothing was open on 2 January I was alerted to its arrival so we went down for a gape. It’s big!

You can just make out the stadium to the left of the ship.

Nothing like coming back to work after lovely lazy days over Christmas to face a New Year and a new desk! Makes for an excellent fresh start. I have yet to fully orangeise the space but voila, my new cubby. Far less exciting view, but far more space.