Cinnamon patrol

Now that I've started biking around Phoenix Park I was curious to see how it compared size-wise to Cornwall Park in Auckland.

Here's my comparison. The reddish area is Cornwall Park (somewhat rotated so it fits in nicer) and the greenish area is Phoenix park.

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From http://www.nzherald.co.nz/column/story.cfm?c_id=702&objectid=10515557


Hayden Martelli was shopping at the refurbished Foodtown in Greenlane on Friday and noticed these signs in the wine section. "When I pointed out the misspellings to the lady at the checkout, she looked at me as if I was stupid and told me that they were probably just new varieties."

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Most NZers feel a sense of shared pride in Sir Ed, as he was affectionately known. A good, solid, decent Kiwi bloke who excelled at what he put his hand to, remained humble, and gave more to others than he was ever given.

I remember meeting him one day at high school. He'd talked to our house about what he was doing in Nepal (our house was named after him, had a statue of him in the courtyard, and fundraised for his projects every year), and prefects and teachers were invited to have morning tea with Sir Ed and Lady June. (And finally I began to see the benefits of being a prefect.)

One of my friends announced he was going to ask Sir Ed to sign a $5 bill. Suddenly, we were all frantically looking for our wallets and borrowing money from each other, so we could do the same.

Sir Ed was bemused by it, but took it in his stride, signing each bill carefully and chuckling a little as he did. And then we had scones and talked about *really important* things, like what we were studying and how we felt about the upcoming internal exams. Eventually they left, and we had to go back to class, and life went on. But I kept hold of that $5 bill for a long time.

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... but back in the day I took it upon myself to trial very new technology at my place of work and stream a radio station - bfm - over the internet. Things took off, and my contribution was forgotten...

But now it has come full circle...

Today, a red-letter day, we had our broadband installed. And our TV, and our phone. At this building we have "triple-play": TV, phone and broadband delivered over fibre. We have fast (3MB/s) uncapped broadband that works (this is not necessarily common in Dublin, so we're lucky!).

And so this evening I am listening to bfm (using my over-complicated setup, but that is unimportant). I'm not worrying about how much traffic I'm sucking down; for once I couldn't car less.

It's 9 am in NZ and I'm listening to law line on Mickey Havoc's breakfast show. Oh the nostalgia. The halcyon days. The heady heady times.

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