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High on a Hill

November 17, 2008 by  
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Listening to the tributes about my great grandmother Moewaka Jane Rapana (or Nama as she was affectionately called) it wasn’t hard to imagine her walking between us all standing there. It seemed fitting that she would rest on the high hill overlooking her beloved

Breath of Life

November 14, 2008 by  
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The first time I exchanged a memorable hongi was with a very distinguished Maori gentleman at the Wellington Art Gallery (during a private showing of a Goldie exhibition). He looked uncomfortable standing in a line-up top heavy with

Corny Stuff

July 12, 2008 by  
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My favourite vegetable is corn; I could eat it till the cows come home. I love it cooked and eaten right off the cob, I love it popped and I love it done in the old fashioned maori tradition, as kaanga wai. “This literally translates as

Stiff Upper Whisker

May 24, 2008 by  
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There’s a great deal of glee that comes with being able to puff billowing tendrils of warm air out to form the genie-like apparition we know as smoke stacks. No real smoke, just warm air meeting cold in the battle to keep an upper hand. Silliness when you think about it because

Dam Busters

May 1, 2008 by  
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The notion that one’s popularity in a herd is interesting to me. How does one get to be a big kahuna then? Something as absurdly knee-deep as bigger is best? As insalubrious as mere good looks? As lofty-minded as self installation? How exactly? I find popularity contests

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