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No doubt you've googled "melbourne" and "collingwood", and arrived here by mistake. First off, yes, I have the same name, and yes, I'm in the same city, but this website has absolutely nothing to do with the pies. Now that we've got that out of the way, let's continue.........

Right, You've landed in my world. I am Frank Collingwood, youngest son of John and Pat, brother of Chris, Gerard, Pete and Teri, father of Chris, Jason and Marc. Now a resident of Melbourne (Australia, not Florida), but previously of Auckland (NZ), Frankfurt a.M. (Germany), Stone Cross (UK), Stevenage (UK), London (UK, not Ontario), Johannesburg (SA), Durban (SA), Pietermaritzburg (SA) and Bulawayo (Rhodesia). My two favourite passtimes are scuba diving and flying, with flying taking the front seat at the moment.

I moved here permanently in Jan 2004, after seperating from my ex-wife. I wasn't new to Melbourne though, having been over since May of the previous year, flying back to NZ for weekends. Now to confuse some more.......I'm not a sheepshagger, and was only in NZ because the company I was working for in Germany went bust. I'm not German either, but was in Frankfurt because my skills were needed there, and the UK Telecoms industry was a bit wobbly. But.......I'm not British either (Well, I am, we'll get to that later), having arrived in the UK as a backpacker from Seth Efrika just over 10 years ago. I'm not South African either, having been born in a little country called Rhodesia.

"Where?", I hear you ask

Rhodesia. A country which doesn't exist anymore. So, seeing as the only passport I have is British, and the place which really played the major part in forming me as I am today was England, I consider myself to be English. Simple.

Update: I've been back in Auckland since Jan 2005, it was just all too hard being so far away from the boys. I'm enjoying the contact with them and look forward to the weekends I have them.

UPDATE 17/10/2006: Some spammer scumbag has been sending out spam with forged headers showing the sender as being from the collingwood.me.uk domain.

NO SPAM ORIGINATES FROM COLLINGWOOD.ME.UK
NO SPAM HAS EVER ORIGINATED FROM COLLINGWOOD.ME.UK
NO SPAM WILL EVER ORIGINATE FROM COLLINGWOOD.ME.UK

Now that I've got that off my chest, if you are receiving spam that seems to come from an address on my domain, please check very carefully the IP address where it actually originated from, that is where you will find the culprit, and where you need to complain. If you don't know how to read email headers, just google it, there's plenty of information out there on the web.

::: Saturday October 08, 2005 :::

Watching the Cats

So far, not too many dramas on the cat front.

Ruby's nose (And a cute little flat nose it is) is a little out of joint, and Fingal is not too sure of his surroundings, but he seems to be settling in quite well. He's done some exploring, and has bagged his favourite spot in the house, which, fortunately, did not clash with Ruby. I've been sitting downstairs with them, and Ruby was quite playful around him for a while and it looked like she was trying to get him to join in. She gave up after a while, as he is still quite confused about how he should react to her.

I don't see any problems going forward, and once he is settled, I'll let him explore outside. This should be in about two weeks. If all goes well, Ruby can be his guide around the neighbourhood.

I'll be posting some photos in the gallery soon, keep a look out.

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::: Friday October 07, 2005 :::

The New Housemate

Today is the day when the new housemate arrives.

I've been wanting a cat for absolute ages (Well, since I had to give Pilchard away in Nov 2002, when leaving England), and so I've been hunting around for a rescue cat for a bit. I figured I'd rather give a chance to a cat which otherwise would have limited options, and leave the cute kittens to those who are influenced by such things.

So tonight, I collect Fingal, a 10 month old male tabby with white paws and tufted ears. I found him through Auckland Cat Rescue, he had been previously homed, but the new owner had found herself alergic to cats, so he was up for adoption again.

I met him last week, he's a happy little soul, quite friendly, a little talkative, and very smoochy.

If you're in Auckland, and looking for a cat, please try Auckland Cat Rescue, Lonely Miaow or the SPCA before going and getting that cute little kitten from the local pet shop. If you're not in Auckland, please check out the web for your local cat rescue organisation. These cats have far fewer options (the worst of which is the euthanasia needle), and need a helping hand more than the fluffball in the shop window.

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