I’ve decided to do a new feature. It is called “Meet the flatmate” and there will be a series of four as I live with, wait for it, four people! The first victim is Gareth, my sister’s boyfriend. Purely because he is the only one home right now.
Gaz has been part of our family for yeeeeeeears as he is literally, the boy next door. My mum’s house is a couple of houses down from his parents’ house and that’s how him and the Jutey kid met. They’ve now been together 5 years. 5 loooong years. hehe
He’s doing a degree in building something-or-rather which means he can be a building inspector when he finishes. He has to pass physics first. I think he’d much rather be playing with cars. He’s the reason behind the fact that we have a garage (which if you lived in Wellington city, you’d know what a mean feat that is!) which doesn’t actually have any cars that WORK in it.
We forgive him as he is the most laid-back, easy-going person I have ever met. And Han thinks he’s pretty cool as he’s just a large 2-year-old. So yeah, that’s Gaz.
In other news… I went shopping today courtesy of the IRD childcare rebate. I bought some lovely new shoes which I have been coveting ever since they appeared in the window of our local shoe store – Bays shoes. I tried on a million different pairs and styles and the sizing just wasn’t right. Those of you who know me, know I have giant clodhopper feet. Yeah, you wanna see me when I used to ballet. Ridiculous. Anywayyy… the guy eventually found a pair in 9 1/2 which fit perfectly! And they are in a print, which I probably wouldn’t have gone for otherwise, but I heart them! So much!
On the way I discovered that the sewing shop that used to be out at Miramar has opened a new shop in the Kilbirnie Plaza. Oh nooooo! I managed to get out of there spending just over $10. I thank Dog they don’t have fabric. Then I went into the Mary Potter Hospice shop and thrifted a lovely pleated skirt for $6 and a couple of metres of striped sweatshirting for $5. Yay! The ladies there tried to talk me into buying some
hideously coloured very bright skirts. At first I thought they were serious and I was trying to decline politely until I saw them snickering. Then they tried to sell me some lovely velour jeans. That’s when I knew for certain they were taking the piss. I’ll be going back there for sure!
This is my new skirt and my lovely, lovely shoes. I was going to cut off my head but the photo just didn’t look right with no head. So I apologise.