New Zealand: Napier in the Rain
My van goes into Johnson Electrical at 8:30am. Bruce, of course he’s called Bruce, tells me it’ll be about an hour, they’ll call me. Waipukurau is a town, not a […]
My van goes into Johnson Electrical at 8:30am. Bruce, of course he’s called Bruce, tells me it’ll be about an hour, they’ll call me. Waipukurau is a town, not a […]
There are times when the countryside is familiar, Scottish or Welsh, even a little Peak District-y. A winding road following a stream. Hills stripped bare for pastures. Sheep, cows fill […]