Out west in Australia

  Media scrum breaking up after interview outside Espresso Prosecco The day did not get off to an auspicious start however I will spare you the intimate details.   Suffice to say I was when I was showering, I felt a hand (which didn’t appear to be mine) on my lower back region.   I turned around to see if it was Bev, but it wasn’t.   Then I realised that it was my own but I had no sensation in either my hand and arm. I had lost the perception of where they were and when I tested them for touch and heat, I had no feeling.   I could still move my fingers and when I thought about it, I could position my hand where I wanted it to be.   To my relief, about twenty minutes later my hand and arm returned to normal.   Being rather a rather odd occurrence and feeling concerned I rang the local 24 hour Healthline. They suggested, after hearing about my symptoms, contacting a telehealth doctor.   I rang one of the service providers and event...

  Birthday girl The CBD beckoned as the birthday girl, aka Bev, had booked a walking tour.   We met beside the Western Australia Gallery of Art.   We arrived in time to get a coffee setting us up well to go for the walk.   There were about ten of us on the tour and our guide Alex (who was born in Wellington) talked with passion about “her” city.   Her interest was art as much as anything so the walk included historic buildings, laneways which had to have art and lighting, good places to go for coffee and meals and a reasonable amount of history of the place.   A lot of money has been invested in the city.   Apparently it was divided into two parts by a railway line. North of the line was the entertainment district where the hotels, brothels and nightclubs were and the southern part where the money and business was.   Recently they lowered the railway line to “join” the two parts.     One of the nice things about the city is the exten...

  Queuing for domestic security Wellington Airport It has been over three years since we have ventured further than New Zealand and New South Wales.   A special fare advertised by Air New Zealand to go to Perth and Western Australia prompted Bev and I to decide on a new adventure.   We chose a date that coincided with Bev’s birthday and now I am on the plane to Perth.     I was well organised and managed to get myself to Wellington Airport with what I thought was plenty of time.   The bus I took out stopped frequently through the central city.   It goes every ten minutes at that time of the day so it was nice that it was being patronised.   It would have been almost as fast as a taxi as it can avoid the congestion.   However I had not counted on what awaited me when I went go through security.   There was a queue just to get to another queue that leads to the screening area.   It took about 15 minutes or more to get through the ...