Here in Taranaki I’ve been following the lives of my ancestors. I’ve traced their journey to New Plymouth aboard the...
Up until now, my Taranaki adventures have focused on the story of my ancestors the Parsons – their journey to...
When I last left my ancestors the Parsons, they had just stepped off the Timandra and into their new lives...
After a pleasant night in Whanganui it was time to once more head south, this time along State Highway Three....
I’d seen where my ancestors the Parsons first stepped on to New Zealand soil, but that was just the first...
There’s been a lot of attention in the media recently about detention camps or internment camps, how they should be...
We had finally made it, Auntie and I, to the place where our forebears had first become Kiwis. Here we...
Heading down from Auckland once again, this time in a shiny new Jeep, I searched for historic places to hit...
So I’d made it to Auckland. Day one had been a write-off, with a cancelled flight and a complete failure...
I arrived in Rotorua much later than I’d intended, thanks to four hours stuck in rental vehicle purgatory. I only...