I was up surprisingly early for breakfast (cereal and toast) on a gloriously warm and sunny Nelson day, then got ready and took Mum into church by 11am. I spent an enjoyable hour and half wandering around the busy and very crowded Nelson markets that filled the Montgomery car park, with all manner of craft stalls, fruit and veg, food and the usual market tat; along with a variety of buskers and performers. I bought some handmade, organic Gouda cheese, a couple of home-baked rolls, a big punnet of really ripe strawberries, and a hat to protect my sunburnt ears (thanks, Marlborough Sounds blazing sun). I also collected my DVD from Whitcoulls, which the rather odd lady had nicely discounted 25% for my troubles. Bless her. I picked up Mum and we came home for a quality lunch including Aunty Bett's Unbelievably Tasty Tomatoes (what does she grow them in – cocaine?). I bought the Weekend Press and Weekend Mail from the corner store curry-munchers and settled back for a good relaxing read. After a bit of computing and readying my exciting, must-read blog for publication, I wandered up to (guess where?) the Sprig and Fern for a few beers with Dangerous Dan, and, as it transpired, cousin Greg and cousin Kev.
Kev, me, Dan and Greg: a long time between drinks
A few beers and a pleasant interlude of inspiring familial conversation later, Dan had reached his drive-safe limit and hit the road, along with Kev and Greg for sundry reasons, and I filled a rigger and headed down to Chris's. I grabbed a bacon double cheeseburger meal from Burger King which is dangerously positioned on the corner of Queen Street and Salisbury Road diagonally opposite Mr Satherley's fetching bachelor residence. We watched the Western Force, decimated by injury as they were, surrender disgracefully to the Hurricanes at the Cake Tin, and then I came back to Mum's having run the batteries down considerably over the last few days. A bit of a read in bed preceded another night's log-like slumber.
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