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December 1We have not left for Tauranga due to a
combination of issues preventing our departure. First our autopilot was not
fixed – something else was wrong and we had to wait for a new part and then
install it. Second, it has been raining non-stop – a cold miserable rain which
soaks you to the bone. I am have flashbacks of Its ok to be here but Scafhogg left and we
don’t have any other good friends here. We have met many folks that we have
met previously so it has been nice in that respect. Some kids are around to play
with Jonah but the rain prevents outside play and I don’t particularly want
wet restless kids in my boat. I did go visit Russell with “Skive”.
Hannah, the little girl, is the cutest kid and if I could clone her everyone
would want a little girl like her. She likes Jonah a lot despite the fact that
she is a worldly six years old and he is five. He is very silly and makes her
laugh and we all know that’s the best way to a woman’s heart. I am happy to
say that he makes good friends with kids even older ones who put up with his
silly behavior because he is so warm and loving. We are getting used to the NZ lingo, much of
it is very English but with some notable exceptions such as heaps (for “lots
of…”), Good on ya ( some sort of way of say “good for you” but used much
more freely) and heaps of other peculiarities. No fish at the supermarket but
they sell bait fish. I guess we are supposed to be catching our own. Lots of
Butchers despite the fact there is meat at the supermarket, people prefer the
butcher. Is there some hidden fish store? Miserable newspapers which make the
Worcester Gazette seem lively and penetrating in comparison. When Kiwi’s feel
friendly they call you “mate”, it is mostly a male thing though. I asked the
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