Perfect Poetry

Fish & chip Thursday, a fave night. A bunch of people at work decided that a few drinks at the new Crab Shack on the waterfront was in order but I was being a good boy and finished off a few things at work before heading home. Seeing as the Crab Shack was sort of on the way home, I popped my head in the door (complete in cycling lycra) and ended up staying for a brew or two. Then a pile of seafood began arriving at the table so my fish and chips were preceded by an entree of steamed mussels and clams.

And to cap off of pleasant evening, daughter H was home to have dinner with us (hadn't been feeling well and wanted a cuddle)

Blip is another view of the beautiful Wellington harbour, incorporating a concrete block of poetry that has been dropped in and around the waterfront.

PS - went for a 5km run at lunchtime and did the fastest time since I was a young fella - 24.45, breaking the 5 minute km barrier. I'm normally a 6 minute km plodder. Thanks JG from work for pushing me (not literally, that would be cheating!!)