Writing about the Rakaia Gorge yesterday reminded me that my mother, Win, told Jean I was conceived, in error, during a picnic at the Rakaia Gorge.
No wonder then that I hold picnics dear and always find those upright bridge columns impressive. My brothers, John and David were both intrigued by this anecdote because at that time my parents never ever left them with a baby sitter - so they must have been there. There was not a lot of cover so it must have been very quick - hence the error! I'm very grateful.
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