The ‘vibes’ have changed, maybe?

Can we now *please* get racks on the front of Auckland buses? Not *inside* the buses, as was suggested a while back?

Was plastic tokens by then, inside the bottles or letterbox. Flash places had mounts put on the front of their letterboxes.
Cream was a pain, juice was uncommon but quite good.

I was a milk trolley boy in Hillsborough, @ 14. Was a real bugger going up some hills, but the milkman would take the two of us (each side of the road) to the top of the steepest hills and we would coast / grind (with sparks) our way down. Was excellent fitness: four crates of milk at a time.

100% look like a gang and act like a gang, so must be treated like any other gang. Which also means losing any remaining charity protections.

Absolutely disgusting: a ‘meal’, designed to be rejected by ‘customers’ the ACT party do not want to have. Disgusting food, disgusting contract, disgusting party.

You certainly have! Congratulations, both of you. And many more!

Yup - had to do it on my phone, but done nonetheless.

Westland Milk Products of Hokitika, according to Dylan’s linked article.

In London by the Tower, watching the most amazing fireworks display along the Thames. Long walk back to an open Underground station but was a fabulous night. Then got engaged. (Now divorced but still friends, and we produced some damn fine humans along the way.)

Muldoon’s bach was at Hatfield’s beach: over the hill from Orewa. It was the one relatable thing about him: Orewa was not prime real estate then, and Hatfields even less so.
But it was at a time when Omaha was eroding badly, destroying houses on the way 🤷‍♂️

I refused to read it - I don’t want to give any eyeballs and click-through metrics to such rubbish. Hardly surprised by the headline though - idiots of a feather stick together.

Ditto!

Congrats to the fam.

Your hypothesis is presumably incomes => rents (for renters), so why show this relationship the other way round (which might hold for some landlords, but much less perfectly)?