What a knee-gobbling gaggle of birthday presents I received this year. Gosh. I have had some good years - 1997, 1972, 2002 - but this year simply took the biscuit like no other biscuit had been tooken before.
Dazed and Confused
Greetings. What howlingly unnecessary things greetings are.
Documentary-makers and pop historians have often rung me over the years asking for memories of the Beatles in Dunedin.
SPOILER ALERT: The following column might give away hints about what will happen in the television show Nashville.
I think it was Kylie Minogue who said no man is worthy of a place in heaven until he has successfully told a story against himself.
It is ironic how our guardians in life, teachers and doctors to name but two, are frequently completely at odds with each other.
Most rational thinkers would agree I am light years, nay, decades, away from Winston's SuperGold Card.
As a former degree-seeking tertiary student and fervent believer in the superiority of the South, I was jubilant to read last week that the University of Otago has $1.6 billion in assets.
Most rational thinkers would agree that despite the wondrous immediately recent advances in civilisation - the internet, laser surgery and Lydia Ko - there remains one unsolved conundrum that has broken the back of every scientist: the spoon that drips.
One aspect of English life I treasure, possibly the only one now that I open my mind utterly and run through all the possibilities, is The Local.
Most adults still have nightmares. Surely.
February. Two things. School is back, so summer leaps from the dark cupboard under the stairs and romps on empty beaches. And the Oscars.
It is fair to say rational thinkers were terribly miffed when details were revealed that the mesmerising TV adventure series Man vs Wild had a bit of trickery going on.
Most rational thinkers would believe that online security is a tremendously important thing. Probably more important than sunblock or keeping your head still when you are batting at cricket.
The genius gonzo journalist Hunter Thompson reportedly typed out The Great Gatsby more than once to try to osmotically absorb that book's wondrous language and rhythm.
A friend mentioned to me recently she had never seen any of the Lord Of The Rings movies. Not very patriotic, she said.