I'm glad to be rid of plastic in the home for aesthetic as well as planetary reasons. And it's not so long ago that my mother and grandmothers managed without it.
I remember when: a world without plastic
Caught driving furiously on Khyber Pass Road
In 1912, a well-brought-up young man on a new motor cycle knocked a young boy over on an Auckland city street. And so the lives of two families from different social worlds intersected as police and civil court cases plodded on and were reported on at length in the Auckland papers.
The lost love of Linda and Lancelot
Amongst my grandmother's papers was a photo she had kept all her life of a young soldier who served in WW1.
