My Grandfather the toll man

My grandfather worked in [the] Wellington toll office. So cool to see his penmanship in the book, showing when ships berthed.

Family ties to King Street

My name is Lily. A few years ago my dad told me that King street in Petone is named after my relatives from years ago.

A day to mimic the occassion

My husband and I got married at Knox Church, Lower Hutt in September 1999. We had our photos on the Petone waterfront. It was a stunning day with blue clear sky and warm wind. The harbour and the hills looked amazing - Wellington at its best.
 

The wide open spaces of Eketahuna

My story began in Surrey, UK. It's current chapter centres around Eketahuna, just north of Wairarapa. Me and my family have space & freedom, so often missing in our world, and we have the wonderful city of Wellington to visit. Kia Ora!

Urban penguins

Once I found what I believed to be a very sick penguin under the city bridge. I called almost every animal related organisation and only the SPCA answered. They wanted me to bring the bird to its Newtown branch but the only available transport was a bus. In the end, I found out that penguins just nest and sleep from time to time (under bridges).

Downhill ice-creams

I used to drive a Mr Whippy van and would sometimes put my mountain bike in it and drive up to the wind turbine, hand out snow cones to other bikers and then take on the awesome downhill.

Seeing the Wahine go down

10 April 1968. Aged 12 living in Eastb[ourne], Muritai Rd, when the Wahine sunk and watching out [the] upstairs lounge window as landrovers, ambulances and cars drove past with legs of people hanging out the back. Going to Muritai School on Tues[day] morning the school hall smelling of fear and death.

Days Bay and Summer

Living in Eastbourne and spending summers at Days Bay. Going in moth yachts over to Ward Island with our young male friends (age 11, 12, 13). The thrill of jumping off the Days Bay Wharf and riding our push bikes around Eastbourne and the bays.

Bumpy applause

Flying into Welly from CH-CH in a howling northerly, a tad lumpy and bumpy and when the pilot touched down after 1[sic] aborted attempt and two bounces, the plane passengers and crew erupted in applause. My 5-yr old said 'better than a roller-coaster...

Taking on the mighty wind

I'm a Wellingtonian. On Thursday 21 July 2013, I was nearly blown away in the storm. I was outside Te Papa at 7.15pm and complete strangers linked arms so we could all prevail against the mighty winds of 180-200kph.