Ben Hana, aka Tarzan, aka “Blanket Man” dies

As report­ed in the NZ Her­ald and Stuff. I remem­ber see­ing him asleep on the cor­ner of Courte­nay Place and Tory Street, bathed in sun­shine, loin-cloth akim­bo, home-made alu­mini­um-can dope-pipe rest­ing peace­ful­ly by his slum­ber­ing body, only a cou­ple of weeks back. It seems weird that we won’t see him there again. R.I.P. (Remem­ber, you […]

The bookworms be out in force

One rather delight­ful advan­tage of the Rug­by World Cup is the arrival of the Down­town Com­mu­ni­ty Min­istry Book Fair in July, two months ahead of its nor­mal tim­ing. One might feel a lit­tle put out that rug­by is screw­ing with your life, but this Welling­ton­ista thinks it’s the reverse. Per­son­al­ly I turn into a bit […]

The cupboards are bare

The Welling­ton­ista is not just about bring­ing the snark to the deserv­ing. Some­times we drop the cyn­i­cal worn-out hip­ster thing to bring food to the deserv­ing. We need to tell you that the Down­town Com­mu­ni­ty Min­istry food bank is just about out of food. Unfor­tu­nate­ly, more peo­ple need their help than ever before. Yes­ter­day their […]