I decided to go out early on the last Sunday before Christmas before the roads got crazy. My aim was to get to Farro by 9am to get what I needed and get out quickly.
This is what I thought or witness on my travels towards Grey Lynn:
Massey still asleep and peaceful
Men in bicycles in tinsel and pink tutu’s
Stumbling and weaving as you walk home from last night along the start of K'Rd
Grey Lynn, walking home from the supermarket carrying a box of beer with one hand and holding an open bottle with the other....9am