This is a photo from the current edition of Infratil Update, a shareholder newsletter. "Am I the only one who thinks this is a poor place to park buses for a publicity shot?" asks a reader.
Unholy confession from boyhood
The local park had a line of immature pines that were perfect for making huts in when you're 7 years old. One dewy Sunday morning we discovered a motherlode of dew dampened "gentleman's magazines" under one. We had a look. What to do? The church carpark was over the fence. Cut to 30 minutes later: families exit the church, chatting to the vicar on their way out. Every car windscreen had a centrefold stuck to it in the light rain. A very impressive sight indeed, and a lot of hard work on our part. My brother and I raced off home fast after the deed. We knew we'd done quite a bad thing. I've always imagined the looks on the congregation's faces.
Weird Wi-Fi monikers
1. There is an email router in central Wellington that comes up on my phone as I pass on the bus called "Pretty Fly for a Wi-Fi".
2. Classic is "Police Porn Monitor" - gives a lot of households sudden guilt.
3. Someone in our neighbourhood has a Wi-Fi called "Get your own f-ing wifi".
4. My American friend changed his (problems with people freeloading on his internet) to "FBI Surveillance Van".