So yes, the W!R update is a day late. But lets be honest, we all need a holiday every once in a while and time really got away on me.

Here’s what happened. The fantastic super grand Marc (whom Roscoe was originally based upon) flew all the way up from the other end of the country. And OF COURSE I had to make time to see him.

Now his Dad had told him while he was up this end of the country he better try and get to see his Nana, who according to him lived in a rest home with a Maori name starting with W and this resthome is supposedly in Cambridge – about an hour and a half south of Auckland.

So I figure, I can give Marc a ride down there, we can spend some time hanging out pop in and see the Nana and be back before dinner, make a day trip of it.

Now we start heading south and I begin telling Marc of the wonderful cheap big icecreams at Pokeno and how we should most definitely stop there – since it’s along the way. BUT the problem here was I didn’t realllllly know which exit we needed to take to get there. So I took all of them, straight off and then straight back on the motorway when I realised it wasn’t the right one.

Eventually, we got off and realised there was no on ramp back to the motorway and ended up following our noses through back country and farm land for five or ten minutes and then round a corner and BANG – there’s Pokeno! What luck!

So clutching our bag of luck very tightly we ate our icecream and headed on our way again, eventually getting down to Cambridge and beginning the hunt for the W – resthome which according to Dad was on the main road.

We visited almost every rest home in town…

We spoke to a lovely lady Carol at one particular rest home, who informed us there were no W rest homes OR rest homes with Maori names in Cambridge. She then proceeded to call every resthome she could think of to see if Nana was there.

Which she wasn’t.

Just about to leave – feeling all very defeated – a different lady pops up and goes OH THERE’S THAT NEW ONE UP THE ROAD?! And that was it, it didn’t start with W, it wasn’t in Cambridge, but it had a Maori name and Nana.

We got there – eventually.