Where the hell have you *been*

I'm terribly sorry, I got stuck in a large rabbit infested hole for two weeks. Good thing I got out- SCAPE IS ALMOST OVER! Quickly- run to all the art works and make love to them before they get put back on a ship and crated away. Tell them your true feelings, or you will bottle up that emotion for decades to come and before you know it, it's Rose reminiscing about the Titanic all over again.

Now, on that note, here are some pictures of a large boat I stumbled over one night. It was a chilling Spring evening, and the ghosts of Girls' High were...um, going, "whoo whoo".


Run! Run, duck, for the love of Jebus. Actually, i think it was a Canadian goose.


See, Danger, Danger, High Voltage


Ahhh, yess, teh boat. Balancing, like a giant desk ornament. but definately better than those silver balls on string or that bird that always goes back for more water (when will he learn)...


See, this is the sign. Proof, that it is a *real* art work and not a person playing pranks on Cranmer Square.


Loverley Christchurch sun set. The grey thought of p, prostitution or somalian warfare does not haunt me one bit.

*sigh*

Moving right along, who would be keen to check some Lyttleton Phone Box Action?

Please raise your hand and say *ai*. I feel a bus trip tingly senation that only happens when catching the number 28... watch this scape x