The Rant
(Written some time back, so posted here to share. Note the "farm" refers to New Zealand)
Ah yes...... alas, the farm was flooded, so no rugby, though I was pretty hacked that it was called off. It had rained heavily over Wellington, but the Kapiti Coast was a jaffer! Bright, freshly washed sunshine on a clean garden! Was thinking that if they call of the rugger every time there has been a bit of rain, these kids will never get to play and what will I have to enthuse about?! Honestly, rugby is a contact sport, played in all but lightning-skies and pitches that resemble the deep end of a swimming pool!
You can just imagine the kid’s disappointment. Like telling a 6 year old he has to wait an hour after lunch before he can swim.
Mere mortal, middle class hacks just do not get a fair shout anymore! The meek have indeed inherited the earth! "We can not allow our children to play rugby in the acid rain!” We stopped allowing anybody, including us as parents, to enforce boundaries for these poor cudgers a decade ago........... we must honour the rights of criminals (after all, many of these criminals are the un-disciplined kids we raised over the past decade).........."
So, there was no rugby! Damned meek! Best you go and spend my taxes on building indoor fields for rugby to played on, so that when your "inmate bound" delinquents lose you cannot blame it on acid rain getting in their eyes. Of course, it never affects the winners, hey!?
I feel better now! No I don't! But at least there is this weekend to look forward to, unless a cyclone develops off the coast of Siberia or an earthquake is felt under Greenland or we get a few drops of rain here, or fears of a killer wave travelling across the Atlantic, splitting at the bottom of Africa, making its way inexorably across the Pacific, Indian and Tasman's to envelope New Zealand in some much longed for "decent surf conditions"
I have always believed society was invented to protect the weak from the strong......... but this is bloody ridiculous!
So good to hear that the house is not a disappointment and that my encouragement to take the plunge has not backfired, yet! Will keep a close eye on developments, at the first sign of trouble, I will deny all knowledge.....
EDS are EDS! Same shit, different building! i cannot wait for the kids birth certificates to arrive from Home Affairs (4 more weeks according to their blurb), then I apply for PR and so I hope that by the end of July, mid August, I will have free reign to work for whom I please.
We are all sooo very well, for which I am thankful, though I notice some quietness around each of the kids and Des (and Me) from time to time, those occasions when one looks back across the ocean and ponders. I know that for me the ponder is short. The looking back is more to the friends and family, familiarity of those associations and a deep desire to be sharing this that is our new life with them. That for me is the hardest. I want my folk and friends to experience this!
So I have used up a whole bunch of EDS time to pen this "sharing", but that Rational Upgrade Project needs a schedule, so I must go.