With much chatter about the changing seasons, I penned this while remembering a song with the same title created by an NZ band, Crowded House, during the winter of 1992.
What did you say?
You know how the dialogue goes.
Inspiring Ingenuity – #99wordstories
A true story about how Mr Bellbottom's milk money from his letterbox kept disappearing like his patience.
Visiting Great Aunty Kath
During the early 1980s, I lived in Auckland for some time, well on and off, depending on how life treated me.
Snapshots of Tauranga #7
End of the summertime dreaming.
Life at No. 22 