The $9,000 lectern that's never been stood at
Nine grand of oak turned up in the semester break and not one councillor has stood behind it.
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Dave left the tools ten years ago but never left the site banter. He files Tradie Tales from a ute that may or may not pass its WOF.
Nine grand of oak turned up in the semester break and not one councillor has stood behind it.
Three weeks, forty courgettes, one determined detective. The basket remains off-limits.
The light fitting came down on the second chorus. The ban came down Tuesday.
The door's under warranty. The cat isn't.
The driveway is concrete. The concrete is fine. The bloke is from Palmerston North, which he reckons explains a lot.
Roughly 9,000 cones, 4,500 people, and one bloke actually holding a shovel.
Facebook poll declares a ginger tom the winner. Meanwhile, Worsleys Road still has cones from June.
The jandal, a size 8 Havaiana, was last seen at a barbecue in February.
She's measured the yellow lines. She's measured the Prados. Nobody asked her to.
The machine wanted a chat. Sharon wanted a cucumber. Neither got what they came for.
Dave the Tradie sits down, takes a breath, and owns his truth about a Woolworths click-and-collect gone wrong.
Little sun icon smiling away. Meanwhile the flag outside Ballantynes is doing a full horizontal.
Half the plot reckons it's dinner. The other half reckons it's a piss-take that got out of hand.
Sealed in 2008 for a 2050 reveal. Opened Tuesday with an angle grinder because someone lost the key.
Chilly bin packed, togs on, kids in the car. Weather had other ideas.
Parents at Redwood Primary say Beverley's 3pm shift has cut wait times in half and grown men in utes to tears.
One cat. One typed letter. Six months of meetings. Ratepayers footing the bill.
Forty-two bucks of 91. Three metres of paper. One sparky ropeable.
MetService widget says 14 and clear. The gazebo is now in Diamond Harbour.
Bloke reckons the bird made eye contact first. The bird has not been available for comment.