Sarah’s grandfather’s cousin Peter has lived in NZ since the mid-fifties, much of the time in Auckland, but they had never met. After making contact via Linked In, they finally got together on Friday. Peter kindly picked us up from Remuera and drove to the airport where we chatted over coffee while waiting for our flight.

The conversation ranged through India, Pakistan, Turkey and London, and from carbon black (used in car tyres apparently) to earthquakes. (Mind you, everyone in New Zealand talks about earthquakes.) It was great to meet up at last, and hope to do so again before we head north.