When Louise and I hit Wellington at the start of 1980 I thought I was in Gormenghast - the castle city. Punk was still in full swing when we arrived with our long hair and acoustic guitars. We got a flat straight away with three beautiful women in a big house on The Crescent in Roseneath with fantastic views down over the city. On our first evening ther…
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