A nice little tune I saw on Spare Room that you might like.
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A nice little tune I saw on Spare Room that you might like.
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If you’ve found anything on this blog even remotely amusing, do yourself a favour and head over to Kiwianarama.
Aimed at covering the “shit we’re really into”, it’s kind of a Stuff White People Like but applied to New Zealand.
I’ve been pissing myself all afternoon, it is that good.
And, as an added bonus, it appears that the author is a Kiwi (albeit an Aucklander), so nobody can get shirty about it.
Some of the nuggets of insight:
There is no winter in New Zealand, apparently. To admit otherwise, is to admit that this is not the tropical paradise our forebears anticipated when they emigrated here, which conflicts sharply with the Kiwi need for constant, positive reassurance, and is deeply unpatriotic. And probably a little racist.
No, there is definitely no winter here. Why else would New Zealanders live in such airy, uninsulated homes? Or wear jandals to work all year round?
On NZ’s love of the EFTPOS card:
Kiwis are, to this day, fiercely proud of their history with Eftpos, and will defend to the bitter end their right to purchase 25c items without using cash.
And on Trademe:
Kiwis love a bargain. They love a bargain so much, that even the meagre 20 cent price to list an item on eBay seemed like a ‘bloody rip off’. So they invented TradeMe, which was not as fancy, but was marginally cheaper. Unsurprisingly, it was an instant hit.
And there is heaps more, so check it out.
John Key accepts kava: ‘Hell yeah’
The traditional Samoan kava ceremony held no fears for Prime Minister John Key on his arrival in the Pacific Island nation today.
Asked if he was going to partake ahead of an official meeting with Samoa’s head of state, Tui Atua Tupua Tamasese Efi, Mr Key responded: “Hell yeah.”
Rumours that he spent the rest of the night running around the palace in a Tongan grass skirt with a flower in his hair telling everyone “I love you, maaaan!” are completely unfounded.
I’ve just moved the blog across to wordpress.com. It all seems to have gone smoothly, except quite a few of the images etc from old posts need to be fixed up.
If anyone notices any other issues, email me at fushnchups.blog@gmail.com.
Cheers!
A pretty cool story just popped up on NZ Herald:
Disgraced All Black not expected to return for cap
Disgraced 1970s rugby prop Keith Murdoch is not expected to return to New Zealand to receive his All Blacks cap, his brother says.
Murdoch has lived in self-imposed exile in the Australian outback since being engulfed by a media storm when he punched a security guard in a Cardiff hotel during the 1972-3 tour of Britain.
The late-night incident came just hours after the Otago prop had scored the All Blacks’ only try in their 19-16 win over Wales at Cardiff Arms Park.
Murdoch was sent home but did not make it back to New Zealand, stopping in Australia, where he has lived since.
When I read “disgraced” I thought he must have done something pretty bad, Matty Johns or Greg Bird style.
But all he did was have a few drinks and snot a bouncer.
“Disgraced” is a bit strong isn’t it?
It’s funny how times change. What he got up to would count as a pretty quiet night out for most rugby types nowadays, and is probably including in the training schedule of most NRL players.
So in the end it sounds like he gave the two fingered salute to the rugby establishment, and went bush in Australia. He didn’t even make it back to NZ after being sent home.
Wikipedia sheds a bit more light:
Murdoch’s career ended controversially and mysteriously. He scored the All Blacks’ only try in their 1972 win against Wales in Cardiff, but later the same night was involved in a fracas and was sent home from the tour by All Black management, reputedly after pressure was brought to bear by the home rugby unions. Rather than returning to rugby in New Zealand, Murdoch virtually went into hiding, quitting his home and his sport and moving to the Australian outback where he has lived ever since.
So anyway, good on ya Keith. Hope you’re enjoying life, wherever you are. And if you’re ever looking for a job, don’t think your track record would stand in your way of working with any league team nowadays.
This was something I was having a good whinge about last night, and then I was happy to see it was picked up in the Blog Idle blog this morning.
And then, wouldn’t ya know it, the ads have been pulled (though they still seem to be running tonight).
“We have learned in that period that vowels are extremely important to New Zealanders.” said TVNZ spokeswoman Megan Richards
True story :-)
Anyway, pretty soft by TVNZ, but still, I think it’s a good thing. It’s about time standards were raised a bit.
I mean, if our children aren’t learning to speak more better English from the TV set, where on earth are they going to learn it?
Finally, apropos of the image above, I’m after opinions to settle a disagreement.
I think Shanti’s been a bit of a shrew over the last few weeks. My better half thinks Scotty’s been a complete prick.
Who’s right?
I knew this was bound to happen eventually. A good idea such as this simply cannot go unnoticed across the Tasman:
(Tasmanian) PREMIER David Bartlett peddled a bold vision to build a 450km bicycle track from Smithton to Hobart yesterday as he gave Burnie funding to help it become a cycle city.
“I have a bike rack on the back of the limo and look forward to the day when people will be able to ride from Smithton to Hobart on a dedicated cycleway,” Mr Bartlett said in Burnie.
This of course comes a few months after New Zealand PM John Key announced a bike track running the length of the country.
And did Barlett mention where he’s pinched the idea from? Perhaps give credit for the visionary idea to the man who had the original brainwave?
Not a jot, the cheeky sod.
Still, at least he appreciates the benefits of such a scheme:
“Every dollar invested in cycleways takes more cars off the road. Spending on cycling ticks all the boxes – climate change, health and wellbeing and tourism,” he said.
Apparently size does matter in this case, with both politicians seemingly quite keen to trumpet the length of their respective tracks. John Key’s is the length of NZ, David Barlett’s is planned to eventually stretch from Smifton to Hobart.
It seem it’s not enough to build tracks around the major cities and towns, they actually expect people to traverse entire bloody islands.
Anyway, John Key’s obviously got the longer track, however no mention has been as to the planned width of their respective tracks.
So anyway, it’s all good news. It should even get public support in Tas, as it’ll get cyclists off the road, out of the way of the log trucks.
Now if only Barlett would build a decent mountain bike park!
And they say there’s a credit crunch…
Not at Westpac New Zealand, as it turns out.
As most of your have probably heard, a couple from Rotorua applied for a $100,000 overdraft, and ended up with $10 million accidentally deposited into their account.
And now they’ve withdrawn a fair chunk of it and have nicked off to China.
Would have loved to have seen their reaction when they looked at their account balance
Would have REALLY loved to see the reaction of the person responsible for getting the decimal place in the wrong spot. Can you imagine?
Apparently the person responsible is currently undergoing counselling (true story). I actually feel sorry for them – surely banks have some sort of process in place to double-check transfers for such a large amount?
And to make it even worse, one of the fugitives is continuing to updated their Facebook page, detailing what they’re up to (drinking beer and chilling out mainly).
It’s a bit like Dumb & Dumber on the run. Hope they enjoy it while it lasts, because I certainly wouldn’t want ten million bucks on my head :-)
What would you do in their situation? Buy diamonds and/or gold and get a safety deposit box? Head to Mexico? Try to put it in a Swiss bank account?
Anyway, I’m off to apply for a loan at my local Westpac.

I have never eaten baked beans are good as the ones pictured on the right. As far as I know, they’re only available in New Zealand.
Can somebody please tell me if these are available in Australia?
If not, I’m going to be forced to take back a crate load when I eventually move back.
These babies are simply the greatest baked beans known to man. Seriously, you will never buy another type again.
Free tip though: steer clear of all the other ones from the same range, especially the Indian ones. They are some sort of unholy combination. I mean, beans have enough fibre as it is, there’s no need to turbo charge them.
Advice to live by in New Zealand, courtesy of The Onion.
I’d also add to that list:
Finally, a handy resource. If it gets above green where you live, get outside immediately.