People. Weird. - Blogabond

Back to Auckland on Saturday - KP has to go back to work on Monday. I felt a bit like a prisoner who's been in solitary confinement for a month coming out, blinded by the light and unfamiliar with social interaction. Because there's quite a lot of people here. We had to wait at junctions before pulling out. I even had to queue at a bar for a drink. Strange. And it doesn't feel like we're in a 1980s time warp here. Went out in the evening with KP's flatmate, and met up with Geddington CC's former overseas professional Brad and his wife, who invited us over for brunch on Xmas Day.

Also met up with my mum's cousin who has done a load of research into our family history. There's all sorts in there, including convicts and bounders, aristocrats and (possibly) royalty. But of most interest is the large amount of cash and country manors there seemed to be in the family 100-200 years ago. Where the hell have they gone? Why am I still working for a living? (Not that I am right now, but you get the point). Who's squandered the loot?

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phileasdogg on December 20, 2008 from Auckland, New Zealand

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