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"For What It’s Worth"
It seems only right that, having become becalmed on the Bay Of Plenty, the Ericle should report back on Tauranga its principle ‘metropolis’. Over the years I have visited Tauranga quite a number of times, being that Mrs Ericle’s parents reside here and this is where she spent her formative teenage years. So […]
The Ericle is at heart a librarian. In another life, I fear that I could have become an accountant. I like order, and love constructing databases and making lists. (See here.). As a result one of my web-afflictions is Pinterest, a digital scrapbook, where I maintain a number of boards. (
In Shine A Light – the Martin Scorsese film on The Rolling Stones – Keith Richard kicks the gig off with the words: ‘It’s really good to be here … it’s really good to be anywhere’! I don’t feel quite the same way about having arrived at the age when the State identifies one as being a ‘senior […]
The Ericle is very impressed by stuff like this:
I do recognize that this is relatively marginal to the well being of The Universe, and is motivated to a greater or less degree by marketing considerations, but I feel that not only is it respectful of the customer relationship but also that I’m […]
The Ericle needs a goal to gain motivation. My reader may have noted that I am somewhat OCD in this regards. I like to have a target – a raison d’etre – to aim at, in order to get going. And when I get going, I like to have routines […]
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A Book List
A while – well almost a full year actually – ago, The Webmeister asked me to recommend a reading list of ‘modern’ books in English. Shortly there after I scribbled down a ‘front-of-mind’ list on a piece of paper, which I then typically ‘lost’. In a pocket of a pair of trousers, that I haven’t […]