Author Archives: davidlegge

When you go downtown just to get milk and bread

As seen from the wharf.

Soon the town will be busy. Eager conversations. “How did you survive lockdown?” There are some of us who thrived.

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Found a pump and cleaned the chain, Been 5 years, I’m on the trial again. New faces, bikes, on our cycle way. Cool morning but now, a sunny day. Crunch of gravel, wind through the hair, Well what’s left, let’s be fair. Folk outdoors to see what’s up. Mum, dad, the kids, and mind theContinue reading “Bike Trail”

‘tis I, the ancient mariner, Now four score years plus one. Yes, I sport a beard – it’s white, But hush, my story has begun. Two boys – it was early fifties, School holidays and free, To raid our fathers’ tool sheds Build a boat, and go to sea. The Manukau, a harbour, Famed forContinue reading “Ancient Mariner”

Tide out, sun up. Next come the steps, then turn for home. Aye, here be elephantiles, crocingators, a-lurking in the murky groves. Hauraki Rail Trail. With cheery greetings they pass me. Youth has its pluses

When you know it’s Fridge Door Time. And the first of the fires. Back street. Back of our cinema.