Americans V Brits Banter I’m tracking back a bit here (to my time in Auckland) but I hope you can forgive me, as it’s one of my favourite subjects. In the company of my buddy Ken - I should say, ‘my mate Ken,’ before anyone confuses my country of allegiance, who is a perfectly well rounded New Yorker - you can imagine, the banter rolled. For those of you who hold strong political affiliations I suggest you log off now, and perhaps read my blogs on The Catlins or Milford Sound, which are nice and friendly, as my random jibber jabber here might raise your blood pressure. So, I guess that’s my PG certificate warning. So, killing time in the subtropical jungle on the north island with Ken, the conversation drifted, (more like dragged with a
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