The alarm went off unbelievably early and for a moment neither of us could remember why - surely it wasn’t Friday again? No, thank goodness, it was definitely Saturday, and (even better) the Auckland holiday weekend, which meant three days off instead of two, a hire care to be collected and places to be visited. So armed with our trusty backpack, our chilly bag (couldn’t quite stretch to a whole bin) of food, and a credit card, we collected said car and headed off into the wide blue yonder. Well, Hamilton, two hours south of Auckland, to be precise. We had a lunch date with my second cousin once removed, whom I had never met before. Lunch turned out to be lovely - despite never having met me before, Iain and his wife Sue were very
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