My darling sister is over the hills and far away in Washington DC. Not only that, she’s waddled off with my two nieces one of whom was a tiny babe when they left and is now walking. Sigh.
Miss her? Does Toto miss the rain down in Africa?
I sent her this little care package last week that has a distinct half Oz/half New Zealand theme.
The little round thing in the middle is a pin cushion and inside the package is a CD by my new favourite person, Gotye, for my brother-in-law.
Raro (like Tang), Jet Planes and Chocolate Fush (sorry, couldn’t resist) form part of pretty much every New Zealand childhood from the 1970s.
I know some of my readers are far from home as well. What do you miss? What do people send you that you can’t get where you are?