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Today at 1.32pm I sat on a folding chair on our sunny “porch” of shipping pallets and shared the national two minutes of silence for the 50 fellow Kiwis murdered exactly a week earlier in two Christchurch mosques.
Halfway through those two minutes, Phoebe trotted up to me so I picked her up and cuddled her in the early-autumn sun.
At 1.34 I headed back inside.(more…)