We legged it out of here this morning before we could mess up the house. I had applied all my professionalism to the cleaning process, so there wasn't much more we could do. Don't know whether they took the bait.
I had a chat, rather than an interview, and it's a bit of a slow-burner, where they wont know if they have the contract until March/April, so still not employed. The children and I continued on to Alexandra as we're a bit over Queenstown. Dramatic landscape - pretty bleak scree slope with jagged rocks and a green river running alongside the road, leading to The Clyde Dam. Alex is a town in a big bowl and I got a lecture from Meg when I said "I wouldn't want to live here!" She said that was a bad attitude, especially when I had just said it about Cromwell. They are towns on flat plains with no particular features, though the simple clock on the rocky hillside of Alex was quite cool. But when I drove out over the Muttontown Creek and past Muttontown Road, I still hadn't quite warmed to the place. Nice cafe though.
It's been great to see Nicky and David from Invercargill and talk so fondly of Fort William and good old No Fuss. David and Spook are doing a 96k road race on Sunday. Meg and Finn are doing the Puzzling World Triathlon on Sunday - Meg has organised her team re-union from the Queenstown Triathlon, filled in forms on line and delivered her payment to the organisors. Hasn't actually been on the bike since the last race. Neither has Spook, now I come to think of it.
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