New town: 100 Days Project: Day 18

Photo taken 7 June 2017.

I walked down the new Manchester Street in all its big new boulevard-ness, and could walk all the way to Worcester Boulevard. Then I hung a left to go to the OGB to meet fellow “100 day projectors”. I hadn’t been there before, it was lovely and snug with books on shelves and wait staff smartly dressed in braces and bowler hats.

I tried a whisky smash  bedecked with rhubarb and boy was that a mouthpleaser. We chatted about the project, about travel plans, and new things coming to Christchurch. Exciting new things, fresh. The days when you can feel that little buzz of hope are good days.

I raise my glass to all of you Projectors, and to my Ōtautahi peeps – may your days be good.  Sláinte. Kia ora.

Autumn: 100 Days Project: Day 10

Photo taken 30 May 2017

There are beautiful sunrises and sunsets in the season of mists. And plenty of the mellow fruitfulness.

Bold gold and yellows and oranges are not just in the leaves, they are in the autumn sunlight.

And at night, when the sky gets all inky, the streetlights play with the dusk and the imminent night and the colour of the trees.

New Regent Street: 100 Days Project: Day 9

New Regent Street is quite a fetching spot these days. I’m a fan of the knitted blankets outside The Last Word and the spectacle-ular window displays of Groovy Glasses. And bikes with baskets and 1970s patterned sun umbrellas perched outside Rollickin Gelato tell the story of the kind of city centre I want to hang out in.

Rollickin Gelato has opened its upstairs space now – there’s comfy seating, lava lamps, and some books to read. Their chocolate fountain is made of melty Whittakers goodness, and you can have that as a choc top on your gelato, or warm your mitts on a hot chocolate made from it.  We’re keen on the Smores too.

I’m not much of a night owl, but at last year’s WORD Christchurch Festival I went to the launch of Aotearotica and a whole bunch of interesting literary things were going on in New Regent Street – lady poets and performances. Typewriters perched outside each venue, so you knew who was taking part.

Around the corner, the new Central Library is taking shape.
At the other end, another demolition is opening up a view down to the river.