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Sunday, 12 August 2012

 

I'm wondering how Colin got on yesterday in his WALK, probably through some atrocious weather, especially the closer he got to home. I'm watching the Olympics on telly this morning, and I can't think of anything to write here, so I'll give you some more of my photos.

1978 at Murupara, when I was town clerk, and Rewi Wihare was a councillor, council foreman, and Fire Chief.

This was at the opening ceremony of the new police station, and Rewi seemed to be thinking that I should be the first arrest.

Round about 1968, during a charity event in my home town of Musselburgh, Scotland. Organised by the local Lewisvale Spartans athletic club. Almost hidden by me, at the back as we lie on a trampoline, is the club founder, the late Ian Steedman originally from New Zealand.

A self-explanatory cutting, from a time (2005) when I had hopes of raising funds to enable me to get from New Zealand to London and then complete a charity walk around Britain. I failed to raise the necessary funding before serious illness prevented me from progressing. Still a bit hopeful, but . . . . . . .

With Dawn, the longterm partner of my son, Robert, a few years before my wife Margaret and Robert both died in 2010, she in March and he in August.

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