OPINION: I was getting foiled again and my let-go Charlie Manson locks chopped at the hairdressers when I overheard a conversation about nits, aka cooties, being on the increase.
The weekend was an outstanding performance in a long line of golden weather.
Inevitably the conversation came around to "If I was in charge of the world" scenarios.
OPINION: One of the nicer things about being back in the capital is having a dairy on the street.
OPINION: The capital is so brown. It made me remember how white Christchurch seemed.
I'm leaving Shaky Town, Cone County, Christchurch, to move back to Wellington.
OPINION: Young people relying on friends or mum and dad to ferry them round in my mind is pretty lame.
The washing machine was emitting a noise that sounded like a tribe of warring Zulus.
OPINION: Call me old-fashioned but I can just hear my mother tsk-tsking and saying: "Turn that blasted thing off.
OPINION: Parliament's Jacketgate scandal is all rather over the top, writes Jane Bowron.
OPINION: Last week I went back to this house that I had first been brought to from the maternity hospital in a washing basket.
OPINION: If somebody had told me that, in 2013, 40 per cent of vehicles on Christchurch roads would be lumbering petrol or diesel-guzzling SUVs, I would have thought that scenario to be ridiculously antediluvian.
OPINION: As if air travel isn't claustrophobic enough, Wellington Airport has been hijacked by Middle-earth.
OPINION: Jane Bowron offers her congratulations as we endure the silly season.
OPINION: Jane Bowron wonders why so many men are visiting a garage on an otherwise empty paddock.
OPINION: I agree that there are enough temporary memorial sites around the city.
OPINION: Sex educators seem to be trying to prevent worst-case scenarios at the cost of childhood.
OPINION: Who wouldn't champion a woman accused of assaulting a prostitute found 'doing business' on her property?
OPINION: Ah, the unmistakable facial fungus on the top lips of the men white-carded to dispense with the razor for one month.
OPINION: To my horror I found my car had been tagged as I pierced the street's silence with selected hits from The Language of Sailors handbook.