When I was a kid, I used to go to the Corner fish and chips shop in Ngaio and buy the family Friday night Catholic staple dinner. It came neatly wrapped in at least four to six sheets of the Dominion or the The Evening Post. It struck me when writing the previous [...]
My mother died on the 23rd of January this year. Seventy five years old. A casualty of my Father and the New Zealand Family Court system – a system that obviously has no interest in fixing wrongs. My mother was in an old folk’s home in Hungary. I rang her as often as I could [...]