Spotted on Featherston Street in the window of Espresso Republic. Could this be the work of a disgruntled landlord?
Seen at Capital on the Quay (probably coming from the Novatel) at around 11.15am, heading out onto Lambton Quay on a break before heading out to Avalon Studios to film tonight’s dance-off.
Time to take a quick look at how last year’s Wellingtonista Wellingtonian of the Year is getting on in the wake of a full year of promotional engagements & speaking gigs.
Did anyone see the installation on Wakefield Street yesterday?
I’d popped out to the central library, and someone had outlined a parking space with small, potted pansies.
It was right next to the zebra crossing outside the West Plaza.
The cutest bit was the meter ticket put into one of the plants!
If you were involved in that, or knows who was, could you get in touch with the Wellingtonista? Thx.
Because not all Wellingtonista are indestructible, I was ensconced at home this morning with a touch of a cold.
Actually, a hell of a cold. But I’m persevering.
And the weather helped! It’s miraculous!
Stepping out onto Cuba Street, I wandered along to Truffle to buy some Pain au Chocolat (chocolate croissants. they’re frozen, but you can defrost them and cook them for breakfast).
Now, you can believe what you like. But Wellington Winter’s aren’t always that bad. It’s the freakin Spring that is truly awful. The winds really start to wind up, and the rain starts.
Today though… today the wind was gentle, the sun was out, and people were out with it.
I heard a young couple talking about who had the most duvet last night. They sauntered past with nary a glance in my direction.
People were all over Cuba St eating in the sun.
That girl with Down Syndrome was out juggling. She’s terrible at it, but I flicked her a dollar anyway.
That guy who plays the bamboo flute that looks a lot like a bong was out, playing the same tune over, and over, and over, and over.
And I thought to myself, “You know, on a day like this you almost forget what the Spring is like. This Wellington, she is a fickle mistress”.
Anyone else find it amusing that every single dairy in Wellington today had the Dominion Post‘s “P pipes seized from dairies!” story on proud display out in front of their respective shops.
(And is there a technical term for those wire-frame things that hold the big one-page headline banner for the day?)
The Wellingtonista want to know what is currently shooting in Wellington that would require a large truck towing a boy on a bicycle with a dog perched happily behind him to film down Lambton Quay.
Someone out there must have the answer. And also: how did they get the dog to hold on?