There are two types of people in Christchurch.
Those who agree with Vicki Anderson that the last thing we need so soon after the earthquake-enforced closure of schools, shops, and businesses is a provincial holiday forcing already struggling local businesses to close or pay punitive holiday rates.
And those who want everybody to go and hug each other while listening to Dave Dobbyn in Hagley Park and basking in the presence of local and international politicians, celebrities and royalty come to tell us how resilient and wonderful we all are.
You might guess which tribe I'm with.
I wouldn't resent folks the memorial service if it weren't a provincial holiday. We're all wired differently; no shame in being in the likes-to-hug tribe. I can't tell which side of the schism is light and which is dark. I'm probably on the dark side. But it's another day where everything, including daycare, is going to be closed. Why not run it on the weekend?
We just finished more than three weeks of entertaining the kids / keeping them too distracted to notice aftershocks. We're now just back to work. And know what? There's not a lot left in Christchurch for the under-five set.
Anybody piping up in the comments that I could always just take the kids to the big to-do at Hagley Park ... know that I may be trying to blow up your head using only my mind....
