In George Bernard Shaw’s enigmatic social commentary Pygmalion, Alfred Doolittle – a cockney dustman deeply scornful of middle class morality and his society’s notions of deserving and undeserving poor – sells his daughter Eliza to Professor Higgins for five...

What a gentle, mindful and ultimately stronger country we became over the weekend in the face of unspeakable tragedy in Christchurch.   Every new count of dead and injured Kiwi Muslims, every clip of almost incomprehensible courage, each skein of...
Of everything I have read, some of the best, or at least most illuminating, novels touching on the nature of mankind have been science fiction. Of course.  The genre frees up a speculative future based on the common denominators...
Actually, Auckland hasn’t belonged to Aucklanders for a long time, probably since a single council bureaucrat in 2007 wiped our City of Sails logo off the slate and Auckland became some sort of golden goose for a New Zealand...

The stump fairly thrummed as we placed our hands on its bark-stripped surface. It stands about four metres high in a patch of bush not far from where we live, stark and white against the lush green canopy, surrounded by...

“Waiheke needs the double-deckers like the dolphins need the jet skis”, says this week’s bumper sticker on the island. It comes with a few variations and the concept is easy to expand on in idle moments.  “Waiheke needs the...

A week can be a long time in politics was a phrase coined in the mid 1960s amid what has been described as one of the greatest periods of social and industrial change in the twentieth century. Technology was...

Welcome to Waiheke, to the beginning of summer and to beaches, hilltops and village communities all swept clean by winter storms and verdant with new growth and roadsides full of wildflowers (at least for a little longer). For island afficianados,...
Would have been around 9.45pm Monday, when out of the darkness at the front of the section there came a muffled yelp and a flickering torchlight. I’m not overly proud of the flower bed in the middle of the meadow...
“Looks like you pushed the rain button,” my neighbour gleefully teased as the tanker rolled up. Our first water delivery in more than a decade arrived on Tuesday accompanied by a persistent drizzle – the sort that tends to turn...
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