Irregular. That’s a fitting word for the view from the balcony of our 21st floor apartment. Irregular because it kind of plays games with the senses, looking across the rooftops to the sea, then after the sea, more land, and then after the land, more sea, then more land, then finally at last the sea once more. Such are the crenellated complications of the Auckland coastline with its multitude of islands, headlands and sweeping bays forming this strangely alternating view that no matter how many times we study it, we are still intrigued and amused. Irregular it is, indeed. Irregular behaviour. Just as irregular as the view from our 21st…