Moving again

Last week started badly. We were booked into a hostel, the only place we could find. We were rescued by Sandy, Jenny’s academic host, and ignominiously taken back to their place, where we have spent the last week. It’s very comfortable but we have displaced their five-year-old son from his bedroom again; he is currently occupying a bunk bed in his older sister’s room.

There has been a lot of ukulele-playing, ballet, chess, jigsaw puzzle, carpentry, running around outside, and cuddles. They were just rehearsing a Maori haka using batons, which has now morphed into a Queen concert rehearsal. They can be quite entertaining. 

Despite ‘Hogwartz’ (the hostel), it was a good week. Jenny and I both went into the University every day with Sandy. We both worked but me less intensively. I completed two legal reports; went to an excellent exhibition of contemporary Chinese Art; and started a Yoga / Pilates class with a great enrolment package of £20 for unlimited sessions in the first month (we’re only in Dunedin for another month). One Pilates class, one Yin yoga and a taxing bike ride yesterday later and I feel much better.

Jenny bought merino gloves last week, since when the weather has been wall-to-wall sunshine, no wind and no rain, 20 deg. Today, we’ve been to see the beach; taken the children on a scenic train journey;and are moving tomorrow into a house we now have for a month. Transport may be an issue. Report from the new house soon.

Found only two kosher items in the supermarket: (1) kashering salt (why??!!) and (2) vegan biltong which looks like coloured plastic. If it tastes similar I won’t bring any home.