No Sale

After a couple of calls it transpired our vendor wasn't happy with $1999, but did offer $2500. On reflection I thought this was a bit much, as the Toyota was quite elderly and had a lot of miles on it. I declined the offer and all liability with it.

We went shopping in the morning and managed to expend $200 on food at the local Woolworths. That's right, folks, over in NZ Woolies is still in business but it is primarily a food shop and nothing like the stores that used to be in the UK. I also bought a USB wireless adapter in an attempt to improve the dodgy signal I was getting with the carbus adapter. This proved to be a result and the "EOL_FREE_Hotspot" now gives a constant signal.

Di had made contact with Caroline on the expat forum. Caroline is a rental agent and she had the nod on a 5 bed house in the right area coming up in the next day or two. She offered to meet up and show us round, which she duly did. The house was an extended bach (a beach hut, pronounced batch, not bark) and although it had five rooms of a good size, it had no garden and didn't feel at all homely. The owners were looking for a 12 month rent, but we only offered 6. They apparently started playing silly beggars and it looked like they were getting a bit greedy, judging by the call we got later from Caroline, so on balance we decided to leave it. After viewing, Caroline dragged us to the pub across the road from us, and got the beer in. I like her already. She invited us to bring the kids along on Saturday PM, to meet a few folks and watch the All Blacks play the Springboks which seemed like a fine plan.

Phoebe and Freya, exhausted by the days exertions crashed out on the camp bed. I guess jet lag gets you even if you're very young and full of bounce.