In the Red Zone

I must confess, these aren't my photos. In fact I wasn't even there. Johnny and his mum got a tour of the Red Zone in the centre of Christchurch today. I stayed at home because only two people could go. Never mind, I harvested the garlic, finished my book and spent time with Jacqui. 

It is tricky to get into the central city. You have to be on an arranged tour and basically sign your life away to get access. The army are still supervising. The Cathedral is not the splendid building it once was. 

 The spire is gone.

 The beautiful rose window is gone.

 Hundreds of buildings have been demolished, with hundreds more to go.

 This is the view down Manchester Street.

 John and his mum found it very interesting.

More exciting for me- I got a printer today! I've wanted one for a while, and today Johnny and I got this one. I can print, scan and copy on this, and it does a lovely job of photos. I did need Johnny to set it up, but I did some of it myself. Not sure how people manage when they don't have a technical whiz to help them.

Needless to say, I'm extremely pleased to be able to print out my writing and photos at long last. My new printer is installed on my enlarged work table in my workroom. I hope to get some scrapbooking done tomorrow. Plus I've been working on your quilt, Mum. I'm also going into school tomorrow morning, and I have a riding lesson in the afternoon. I hope it will be a great day!