Last October, we travelled to Whitianga and had a (largely) lovely time. And I've extolled the virtues elsewhere and again.
A few weeks ago, I even managed to finish processing some of the video I took during the trip:
And then, just the other day during my daily perusal of the newspaper's Death Notices, the following leapt out at me:
Barry Brickell, of the Driving Creek Railway! Oh dear!
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