Kirsty & Greg

Saturday, August 22, 2026

Kirsty Clearwater & Gregory Ball are getting married! Join us in celebrating our upcoming union.

Wedding Details

What to Bring

  • NO GIFTS PLEASE!
  • No confetti*
  • A contribution of food for a shared afternoon tea
  • A drinking vessel for each person to use—we encourage you to bring something interesting and/or decorative to drink out of ("anything but a cup" is the vibe!)
  • Whatever you would like to drink—we will be providing some bubbles.
  • A board game or similar to play... we will provide some too!

The Venue

Old Flat Bush School Hall

Corner of Murphys Road and Flat Bush Road,
Flat Bush, Auckland 2016

Our wedding will be held at the historic Old Flat Bush School Hall. Built in 1877, this charming heritage venue is nestled in park-like grounds, providing a lovely, intimate, and romantic setting for our celebration.

⚠️ Note: The rear carpark, on Cranford Drive, is locked at 10:00 PM! So don't park there if you might want to stay later than that.

Venue rules to bear in mind:

  • No stiletto heels
  • No confetti*
  • No smoking or chewing gum inside.
  • No parking on the grass.

Dress Code

No strict dress code. Black tie would be a bit much. Jandals too little! Please see the venue rules though.

The Schedule

Saturday, August 22nd, 2026

2:15 PM

Doors open.

2:30 PM

Wedding Ceremony

Join us as we exchange our vows and celebrate the beginning of our life together.

3:00 PM

Afternoon Tea & Cake

Directly following the ceremony, enjoy cake and afternoon tea together, and we will take photos with everyone. If weather permits we will put the great outdoors to good use, otherwise we will stay inside! This is where the board games come in.

6:00 PM

Evening Celebration

You don't have to go home after afternoon tea! Please stay to have fun with us.

12:00 AM

Music Stops & Cleanup

The music stops and cleanup begins.

1:00 AM

Closing Time

The venue must be vacated. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!

RSVP

* Sorry, but seriously, we would lose our deposit.

Our Story

A special nature documentary presentation. Read in your finest, hushed and dramatic British broadcasting voice.

Scene I: The Ancient Encounter

Our story begins in the late twentieth century, in a high-intensity survival incubator known to science as "summer school." It was here that two juvenile hominids—both aged seventeen—first crossed paths. A brief, polite nod was exchanged, perhaps a shared pencil—a classic adolescent bonding ritual of the era.

But then, as tectonic plates shifted and the tides of life rolled in, they were cast to opposite corners of the globe. For thirty long solar orbits—three entire decades—they drifted in solitary migration. One might have assumed this rare, fleeting contact was lost forever to the sands of time. But nature, in its infinite eccentricity, was merely biding its time.

Scene II: The Scientific Alignment

During their long separation, both specimens pursued the mysteries of the universe. Kirsty, a brilliant practitioner of Biology, dedicated her intellect to decoding the complex, ancient web of terrestrial organisms. She became an expert in the flora and fauna of our fragile planet, perhaps preparing for the ultimate ecological challenge: domesticating an astrophysicist.

Greg, conversely, looked upwards, studying the vast, cold infinity of Astrophysics. His quest took him far beyond the atmosphere; indeed, he may have spent a significant portion of his career suspended aboard the International Space Station, allegedly conducting "gravitational research"—though deep-space radar suggests he was primarily trying to play doom-metal guitar solos to bemused Martian observers.

Scene III: The Sonic Frequency

Despite the immense distance between the stars and the soil, they remained anchored by a shared acoustic frequency. This was not the gentle birdsong of the forest, but the heavy, distorted thunder of 1980s and '90s grunge and heavy metal. For Kirsty, this auditory devotion also encompasses a complete mastery of the woodwind family—specifically the flute and the piccolo, the latter of which is recognized by acoustic biologists as a most fearsome sonic weapon. A mutual appreciation for high-decibel sonic vibrations became their invisible, magnetic homing beacon, drawing them back together after thirty years of drift.

Photograph of a silver-keyed Yamaha piccolo
Photo: Caesura / Public Domain

But there was another, even more curious force binding them: a profound, evolutionary appreciation for the utterly ridiculous. Together, they would observe the surreal comedy of Monty Python with intense academic focus. More recently, they have been documented huddling around a glowing screen in their cave, watching a digital culinary oracle known only as "Nats What I Reckon"—an internet specimen who famously instructs the public on how to survive without the ultimate ecological hazard: jar-packaged pasta sauce.

The giant radio telescope dishes of the Very Large Array in New Mexico
Photo: Hajor / CC BY-SA 3.0
Scene IV: The Merged Sanctuary

Only last year, the two specimens made the monumental decision to merge their habitats. They established a shared sanctuary, combining their respective scientific instruments, fossil records, and musical amplifiers into one highly specialized, incredibly loud ecosystem.

Within this shared territory, a chaotic and vibrant population thrives. There are four mysterious, non-human mammalian companions—known locally as "the four furry children"—who rule the soft furnishings with iron paws.

But that is not all. These specimens have brought a formidable pack of human offspring into the world—somewhere between five and six in number (the exact count remains a mystery). Most have now left the nest, but the dispersed ones migrate to these southern feeding grounds every so often and will converge for this historic occasion. Guests are strongly advised to maintain eye contact, move slowly, and avoid making sudden movements around them.

And so, on the twenty-second day of August, two thousand and twenty-six, these two extraordinary specimens will finalize their symbiotic union at the historic Old Flat Bush School Hall. And as the sun sets over the leafy green canopy, we can only marvel at the sheer, beautiful absurdity of love.

[Camera pans slowly to the horizon. Sir David Attenborough looks directly at the viewer with a reassuring, immortal smile.]

"And fear not, dear viewer... this narrator has absolutely no intention of dying. Ever."