Ghost in the machine

It's a stellar day out there, blue sky, lingering crispness to remind us this morning's frost yet pleasant enough if you're in the sun.

I took a quick walk around the back of the campus glass houses in the fruitless hope I'd receive the phone call I'm waiting for. A screen thingy on the side of one of the glass houses had this - BOO!

The phone call. You wouldn't believe how hard it it to get blokes working in the EQC repair programme and blokes working for insurance companies to talk to each other and meet up. Seems it's hard to get some of them to talk to me either.

If you live in Christchurch you'll understand.