In the late seventies I was working at Mystery Creek and living in a farm cottage some miles away near Ohaupo . I had a little Ford Prefect to get me to and fro and one day it broke down – I had a long walk home.
It was a beautiful Waikato summer afternoon with a slight breeze and a song started coming into my head. I stopped hitch hiking and walked fast…
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