On this, our national holiday, we went with the children to a cultural festival and listened to some singing, enjoying the happy crowds and the sunshine.
We couldn’t agree on food from any of the stalls, so ended up assembling a picnic which satisfied everyone’s tastes. We took it to a green space to eat, and got to watch a couple of games of ki-o-rahi taking place in front of us.
Then we went to a playground, one of the civilised kind with a cafe attached so The Dad and I had coffee and tea while the children clambered and swung and rocked and played in the sand.
NZ’s a good place to live.
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