My mother was having her nails done in town so we decided to girl it up even more by going for High Tea at Martha’s Pantry. The tiny cakes and sandwiches were adorable and delicious.
Craig and I went swimming. I love this paint by Freyberg Pool. I can never work out if it’s an artful error or just random graffiti.
Craig had his first session on his Pin Up Pirate girl tattoo. His christmas present from me.
Walking home late after more-wines-than-expected with McQuillan.
Inspired by a post by Evie Kemp I purchased what may possibly be the brightest dress in the world.
A plane coming into land on a dramatic morning in Wellington harbour.
Graffiti by the lagoon on what would turn out to be the world’s worst walk. I left in an excellent mood and returned home hating everyone and everything but mainly myself.