Polly Gillespie

05/12/2024

I’m B+ (so ironic. 😄) Only 7-8% of Kiwis are B+. Which is why I did a DNA test. Actually did several just to confirm the results. Found out what an interesting ‘mixed salad’ I am. Any other B+ in the room?

04/12/2024

There must be an angel, playing with my heart. Thank you not so secret admirerer AND Angel Delivery

04/12/2024

Someone 🩷 me!!

03/12/2024

This might take awhile….

02/12/2024

😂😂😂

When you had one job 🤣

02/12/2024

Just because you title it, ‘Polite Notice’, does that make it true? 😆

Not my car but it is my neighbour

02/12/2024

Sometimes you have to give in to desire..

The last few nights I have laid in my bed bed craving Ika Mata. One of my favourite dishes. When I think
Of Rarotonga, I think of Ika Mata, falling over a large rock, and a rather unusual breast massage. (Very strange, but when in Rome!)

Ika Mata has been an intrusive recurring thought. One of those intrusive recurring thoughts that makes you unable to concentrate on getting chores done. So intense you think you may have to get off your lazy ass and go to the supermarket. YUM!! Thank-you intrusive recurring thought!!

27/11/2024

Out with my youngest lad at the preview of ‘The Art of Banksy’ at the QT and Takina in Wellington. Such an incredibly cool night. I was absolutely the least cool person in the room. No question. They’ve even made a graffiti room at the QT. Room 433 I think. The stories the curator told us were fascinating. He is clearly a very talented, but truly strange and duplicitous individual. (Banksy. Not the curator.) If you’re in Wellington it’s one not to miss. I believe there are 360 something authentic pieces. Oh to not only be a talented artist, but to have that brilliant,fearless, twisted perspective.

26/11/2024

OYSTERS!! 🤢🤢🤢

26/11/2024

Go Granty!!! 😂

25/11/2024

So..

A few weeks ago I sent a pic of Papa Smurf to my pub quiz team. One of the team members (stunning 20 something) replied,

“But hear me out..”

I asked her what that meant, and apparently it meant she thinks Papa Smurf is hot. Wait. What? Well it got me thinking. You see I have hugest crush on Tony Soprano. Not the actor. (R.I.P James Gandolfini) The character. Then I asked a group of friends aged 18 to 60 who their secret, “But hear me out’ crushes were. So here they are! If yours isn’t here. Then go ahead and comment with who yours is. They are the crushes that when you tell your friends they are like, “Say what??” Oh I sneaked my other ‘But hear me out’, Aussie actor Ben Mendelssohn in there too!! 😁

And if you don’t recognise some of them it’s because they are not your, “But hear me out..”

Come on. Confess to Polly. 😉

Oops and sorry. I have Travis Scott in there twice!

23/11/2024

Spending time with whanau is where the magic truly happens. Beautiful unveiling, birthday, and lots of tears and laughter. What’s another word for blessed? (So over used.) Oh I remember. ‘Manaakitia’. 🩷💙🌈

21/11/2024

I just like to tell you about things I find work and are good value. This is not sponsored or a colab, and not sure what’s going on with my hair 🤦🏻‍♀️😆 weardaily.co.nz

19/11/2024

Back up and running. I’ve donated a fair bit, but have some designer brands like Trelise, even a Balenziaga, and a few treasure only worn once, or brand new, for sale. Just saving to take a special person on holiday. 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

19/11/2024

Up and running again. Some designer brands and other treasures. 🩷

18/11/2024

Wellington has surely not gathered such a united and passionate hikoi of tens of thousands like this since the 1981 Springbok Tour. This is the largest crowd I have ever witnessed. Without a doubt I have never seen anything like it. Every race, culture, gender, identity, young, and old. Kia kaha! E poho kererū ana au i a koe.

What an incredible, and beautiful day in the capital to be part of such history.

Ka whakahīhī ahau ki tō tātou iwi.

(Ngā mihi nui Stuff for use of the photo.)

Extra note: I appreciate that some may notice I have not included the mandate protest. That was something to be sure. However not in my opinion, of the same historical significance at Te Tiriti O Waitangi. A constitutional document signed in 1840. Or a part of a protest that aided in ending Apartheid. We all chose our battles, and I respect that. My battles centre around racism, sexism, poverty, and social justice. Please respect that. 🙏🏻Please use YOUR social media for the battles you chose. ngā mihi nui xx

18/11/2024

November 18th. Today I lost two of the most important men in my life. Both of them I spent hour upon endless hour speaking with, walking with, debating with, laughing with.

I miss Jonah. The closest person I’ll ever have to a brother. I was close to your beautiful fiancé Teina, and your stunning and saintly wife Fiona. Whether it was lying on our couch, getting up to ridiculous mischief in Paris, playing 4 Kings around the table in Auckland, or shopping for hours in London while our spouses rolled their eyes, gave up on us, and went back to the hotel while we continued to discuss every last dinner plate design, watch, and shoe in Selfridges. I miss you. All the times you’d arrive unannounced at ours with suitcase in one hand, and shopping bags full of food in the other. I miss watching Antiques Roadshow with you. (Our guilty pleasure)I even miss growling you when no one else would. I didn’t know Tania, your first wife, but close friends tell me she was lovely. You were just both so young. Teina was a beautiful, sweet, kind soul. Fiona became one of my closest friends, and possibly a saint disguised as a mortal. I miss you endlessly and eternally.

George Whatanui Kereama. My father-in-law (and out-law) I miss our long hikes. Our spouses would roll their eyes, and stay home watching a good movie. We would walk for hours and talk about your time in Vietnam. Our political views . Te Tiriti O Waitangi, and the effects of colonisation on Maori. I miss your awful jokes. Your wit. Your decorum. Your lack of patience with fools. I miss your ‘goulash’ (all the leftovers from the big Kai the night before.) I miss our often fierce debates, and your wisdom and dignity.

Losing one man you love on any given date is heartbreaking. Losing two is quite simply insane.

Sending love to everyone who knew these fine men. Especially Hepi Lomu (Jonah’s mother who he adored) Your sons. (May they grow up to have your heart.) Teina, Fiona. Love to Averill (George’s sweetheart and wife) Grant, Vanessa, Celeste, and Justine, and all your moko.

Neither of you will be resting in peace. Jonah you’ll be chatting to Gianni Versace, and George you’ll playing up with your best mate Albie , or giving Winston Churchill a piece of your mind.

November 18th.

All my love always.

'eku 'ofa kotoa pe ma'u pe.

toku aroha i nga wa katoa

Polly 🩷

15/11/2024

I’m a sports doco fan. Any sport. Even sports I know nothing about. Loved the doco series about women’s AFL. Still no idea how the game is played. I’ve watched ‘The Last Dance’ series about Michael Jordon and the Chicago Bulls, maybe six times. Went to sleep watching it last night. At 5.30 this morning I woke up. Not ‘sleepus interuptus’ ’, but wide awake. So decided to take the doggies for a run. They were confused but ridiculously excited. That’s the thing about dogs. Always up for an adventure. They ran. I kind of ran. More of a stumble jog. Got home and Netflix had decided, because I’d watched ‘The Last Dance’ sports doco, then clearly I’d want to watch ‘Magic Mikes Last Dance’. Next. Oh those squiffy algorithms.

Side note: Before interviewing Channing Tatum a few years back, the movie company insisted I go and preview ‘Magic Mike’. So there I was totally by myself in The Embassy Theatre watching men take their clothes off. In a full theatre there would have been whooping and hollering. On my own I just felt like an awkward pervert. (Channing was lovely to interview by the way.)

So I’ve made a coffee. Dogs are happy. I feel saintly for exercising as dawn breaks and think to myself;

“Meh! Might as well give in to Netflix’s ridiculous selection for me for a minute or two.”

Now having watched Channing Tatum give Selma Hayek a lap dance in the first five minutes, I am off to have a cold shower and then confession. My word….my word…Oh my word….

Naughty Netflix…