Today is Suffrage Day in New Zealand. On September 19 in 1893, we became the first country in the western world where women won the right to vote.
I was speaking to a friend the other day, and she mentioned that her husband had ‘depression-an-anxiety,’ just like that, with the ‘d’ dropped out and all-as-one-word. Which made me Continue Reading →
‘WHEN I SAY I FORGIVE YOU, KNOW THIS./ I did not bury the hatchet./ I have the hatchet in my hands./ I am building myself a new house. That was Continue Reading →
As we gear up for the general election, I’m reminded of another September, three years ago. A night where I watched the numbers rise with horror. A night where I Continue Reading →