Ithaca At Last

I have returned to the world of blogging after a week away. During that time I barely read a newspaper or looked at a computer screen. And yet I did not suffer a meltdown or assail my poor wife with the noxious opinions I usually reserve for my online audience (all two of you).

The Great Pyramid of Hastings

We travelled down to the Hawkes Bay, then to Dannevirke, then Palmerston North, and finally up to see the in-laws in Tahuna. One exotic location after another.

Dannevirke Tower

Town Hall, Tokoroa

It was nice to be home after a long trip. There was no loyal hound waiting for me, nor was a faithful swineherd ready to take me in. On the other hand, I was relieved to find that I didn't have a household filled with suitors to slaughter (I'm awaiting the result of the Weatherston trial to see if manslaughter would have been a viable option). The worst we had to deal with were a messy house and loads of things to unpack. I always find with holidays that by the time you get home and unpack you're exhausted again.

Anyway, before I post anything meaningful I have to catch up with the world. I hear there are troubles in the Balkans and that the Austro-Hungarians aren't happy about what happened to their archduke. I predict trouble. Also I need to catch up with the latest news about the death of that musical genius. And before his time too. Poor Mozart.

Maybe I'll post something sensible tomorrow.