Editor's letter
Taking a break from putting the pages of this issue together the other day, we went for a walk along the waterfront in a fleeting hour or so of sunshine. It was sobering to be faced with a closed Tamaki Drive; the tide was in and the water brown, debris large and small scattered the beaches, the road ahead was devoid of its usual bustle. Significant flooding on the normally busy route turned it into a scene of awe for the children, who scooted alongside bodies of murky water, taken in by their depth and rippling surface, and fascinated by the eerie quietness of it. Not far along, the crumbling cliffs and slips blocking large areas of the road offered a new perspective. “What about those houses up there?” the…
