We were flatting in the haunted house on Grey Street in the late seventies - Kristine, Diane, Sam and me. Diane had a groovy little Ford Anglia van that she used to call the Love Rat Supplies or something and we used to go on adventures to Auckland to see shows like Janis Ian or Stephan Grappelli.
When Fleetwood Mac came to play at Western Springs we got…
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