Speaking of driving skills or the lack of !
Thanks to Nigel Watts kindly sending me photos of Kiwitahi and surrounds, I can share where I first drove even though the scenery was a bit greener then than at present.
Our home was on the other side of the brown, round Maori fortress hill, in the centre, our farm boundary line went over it.
Also our quarry hill used to be off to the right but is now a large hole in the landscape.
I would wend/ speed my way towards the Kiwitahi School and either turn toward Morrinsville and pass the Kiwitahi Hall, a place where I was ignored or spurned many times at the local dances and events and had to travel far away before I could find someone who could laugh at my pathetic humour and put up with my presence.
(Nigel Watts photos )
Or I would turn off in the other direction and drive through the Scotsman Valley and thick Waikato fogs as I commuted each day to Te Rapa to work for Herbie Dyke at Fairview Motors in my Mk 1 Escort during 1971.
(That commute prepared me for some of the commuting I have done over here.)
(Thanks Nigel for the photos as they revived many memories.)
Ken