... back ...

On Sunday we set off south via 'Surf Highway' (SH45), around the coast instead of cutting down through Stratford. Really windy - poor Van nearly got blown off the road. Stopoffs in Opunake and Waverley where we found our old schoolfriend Letitia pumping petrol (she's studying midwifery in Palmerston North). On to Wanganui, where not-so-cher Dad had locked me out of the house. Luckily we found Denford and Ben doing some glass-blowing at the polytech, and luckier still managed to locate a television (thanks Damon!) to watch Squeeze: first Booga Beazley interview in a million years or something. It was superb. Big ups Jane.

We realise that Libby knows Brad Pitt by only two degrees of separation, cos she used to make coffee for Eric Bana (who plays Hector prince of Troy) at a cafe in Hampton, Melbourne. That means that I know him by three degrees!! We drive back to Ohingaiti for the night. I watched the Sunday Lexus Theatre 'Sunday (Bloody Sunday)', quite frustrating viewing with the English soldiers depicted as brutal and shooting at anything that moves.