If I were ever to get a tattoo (though the idea of permanence on my body is terrifying) it would be an untranslated line from Ithaka. Maybe "Keep Ithaka always in your mind," or "As you set out for Ithaka (hope your road is a long one.)"

This whole poem, to be honest. The emotion with which you can read aloud "May there be many summer mornings when, with what /pleasure/, what /joy/, you enter harbours you're seeing for the first time"

(Oh, no judging the text on the tablet!! Didn't realise it was readable, but absolutely haven't edited or proofread anything. 😅😅 )

As long as the script isn't set in Aotearoa. We like our dairy industry (questionable claim there,) but are not that odd.

Happily back up. Procrastination thwarted though!

remember her driving around as a minor celebrity. We heard this from the nurse's brother, who was on a tramp near the cemetery Marsh is in. Gorgeous area, but very much the 2 degrees of separation New Zealand style.)

No I didn't! Looked it up and long long before my time. XD I do know dhe apparently once followed a Christchurch nurse around, trying to work out their daily routine, and the nurse read every book afterwards, trying to find a reference to herself. (There are still a lot of people in Otautahi who

Lots of Ngaio Marsh - New Zealand crime writer, but very golden age english crime fiction. Cosy, with lots of theatre references and a bit less... moral questioning than Dorothy L Sayers (also a favourite.) Diana Wynne Jones is a good comfort too.

(Said song is on our work playlist, and in Tegan's head, who passes the torture on while trying to conceal what's actually running through her mind. Take that, BBC, I'm referencing Aotearoa music instead of British. Maybe I'll throw in Crowded House too! 😈 )

totally irrelevant to who I was meeting up in Ōtautahi.... (and that fact that now I'm listening to The Merfolk Murders)

Oh my god, Candle Light Orchestra.