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Dig a little deeper


So this week has been a little on the ‘unproductive side’ of things.

Don’t get me wrong! My efforts to organise an interview with those involved with St James Theatre should be highly commended. I’ve sent email after email, made phone call after phone call, but no luck.

So I’ve come to the conclusion that’s its just not meant to be. There’s always next week though. And a new week brings new opportunities to make contact and new opportunities to reveal a story. But for now the mysterious St James Theatre remains unexplored.

So until next time.

Georgie F


Discovering Auckland’s Stories

Searching for a story on the streets of Auckland is actually harder than I expected. The bustling streets offer plenty of options for story ideas….which is quite possibly part of the problem. Too many options! On Saturday morning I took to the streets in desperate hope of stumbling upon a hidden nook or cranny, where some NEWS BREAKING story would reveal itself.

Perhaps a little too optimistic.

However, it wasn’t until I was on my way home, on my usual route past the Auckland Library, Stopover Cafe and St James Theatre that I realised the perfect story had been starring me in the face. One of Auckland’s most historical building, situated in the heart of the city was full of stories to tell and full of stories to share on my blog.

I sat outside St James Theatre for the next half an hour just observing. Watching the people, cars and light fade. Next plan is to make contact with those who run the theatre and have been part of the re-establishment of the theatre.

So until next time.

Georgie F

A small fish in a big pond.

I am approximately 1 minute and 23 seconds from my favourite cafe. Approximately 2 minutes and 38 seconds from University. Approximately 1 hour and 32 minutes from my house in Hamilton. Approximately 29 hours from my hometown of Zimbabwe in Africa.

I am just one fish in a school of fish who swim through Auckland’s pond and an even smaller fish swimming through the world’s Seas. Quite possibly one of my greatest fears is forever living as just a small insignificant fish, camouflaged by a million other small fish.

However, recently I’ve come to the conclusion that no matter how small or seemingly insignificant you are, you always have a story to tell and there is always someone who wants to hear it. To me, the affect your story has on one person is far more significant than if you were to shout it to the world.

I have discovered several stories worth telling, just by wondering down Auckland’s Streets and observing those who often go unobserved.

So from where to from here? Well my goal with this blog is to share the stories of Auckland. In fact just one story will do. And for those of you interested enough to keep reading I hope I can prove to you, and myself, that being a small fish in a big pond is far more significant than being a big fish in a small pond.


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