Today's post is sponsored by champagne. As in the three glasses I downed while listening to the Prime Minister (who is actually quite short), and the even shorter French owner of Le Cordon Bleu, open NZ's first outpost of the French culinary giant.
I also caught up with folk I haven't seen for ages so there was much chat and laughter. Especially at the journo friend of mine who, while fighting her way across the room to say gidday, wound up man-handling the PM (his back was to her, so she thought he was "just some bloke in a pin-striped suit". His security dudes apparently viewed the situation less favourably).
I also caught up with folk I haven't seen for ages so there was much chat and laughter. Especially at the journo friend of mine who, while fighting her way across the room to say gidday, wound up man-handling the PM (his back was to her, so she thought he was "just some bloke in a pin-striped suit". His security dudes apparently viewed the situation less favourably).
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