View from Mount Victoria by night, Wellington

In the past two weeks I have: Got a new tattoo, wrestled grown men to the floor, watched Roger Corman films on TV, tried to read Spillane, gave up and read Anais Nin instead, got drunk, sobered up, booked a skydive in Taupo next month, done my Xmas shopping over the internet, listened to Spiritualized and experienced Guitar Wolf live. I've enrolled in a Maori language course starting next year, sat eating cake and drinking tea at 2am in a Cuba Street cafe, visited the Observatory and learnt how to find South using the Southern Cross before emerging from the planetarium to the sound of bagpipes coming from Sunday somewhere in the Botanical gardens. This made me want to read 'The Spring Tune' by Tove Jansson. Neither Arty Bees had any Moomim books but I did meet Moses for the second time...