Communikate - why not?

Whoops! My great intentions for this new blog have not yet been realised. Still, now we have a desk (my old, enormous, rimu one - it, too, was missing in action, somewhere in deepest darkest Rotorua), a comfy office chair and the lovely imac, there's no excuse. Unless a gorgeous and very distracting 3-month-old baby counts as an excuse. Read more »

One of the most momentous recent decisions we had to make - what to call our child. After all, he (or just as possible at decision time, she) would have to live with it for the rest of his/her life. His nickname in the womb was Horace (thanks dad) and we quickly ruled out Chuck as a possibility - no, personalised shoes were not a strong enough selling point. I quite liked Cameron until I discovered it meant "crooked nose". Weird spellings were out, no random Ys thanks. Although the spelling Calum's ended up with (on which I was insistent, as the Leodhsach way to spell the name) is not apparently standard. I guess he'll forever be "Calum with one L". Point of difference, I guess. Read more »