Cuba's Plum's Coffee and Concert

Candice took me to some local shops today...she introduced me to Uncle Bill's which is best described as a $2 shop on steroids; so wonderful was it that we made up our own operatic jingle to be sung with flared nostrils and severe fake tremolo. At Uncle Bill's I bought a bunch of stuff which had to later be fitted into the suitcases - silicone bakeware, a pair of insoles, 10 cooking bags, a measuring jug...the list goes on. Nick was not impressed but the 1,000 earbuds I kindly bought for him stopped his scoffing. Just next door to 'Uncle Biiiiiiiill's' is Spotlight, of which our closest outlet is in Christchurch. This is a marvellous haberdashery/fabric/craft shop (like Joburg's Chamdor) with some scrumptious fabrics on sale amongst other goodies. We bought a few bits of material and some other bits and bobs. By the time we had finished we realized the men would be starving and much in need of our company, so rushed home to get them sorted with lunch. In the later part of the afternoon we took a coffee appreciation trip to Cuba Street in the inner city which New Zealanders consider, as Wikipedia deliciously describes, 'a nexus of creativity and artistic production, featuring buskers, exhibition spaces, protests, stone carving, and other forms of expression'. It was truly a remarkable experience with everyone maintaining some form of image and being terribly aaaaah-tee. It was also saddening though to see so vividly how "the god of this age has blinded the minds of unbelievers, so that they cannot see the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ, who is the image of God." (2 Cor 4:3). One could not help but be aware of the blindness and delusions which reside under the carefully placed masks. Also took a walk around the waterfront area before phoning Domino's for pizza.Nick and Mike were off to a Christian concert in the evening while the girls stayed home for a chick-flick. The men came home less than impressed - Nick's photo perfectly captures how they described this artist who didn't vary from his mono-stylistic performance.