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Showing posts with label New Zealand. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Zealand. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 16, 2019



Not a good week to be a Kiwi.   Having lost the cricket world cup final to England on Sunday, thanks to an inexplicable change in the rules of the competition and some dubious on-field umpiring decisions, it just gets worse for New Zealanders who now find themselves `robbed` of one of the world`s most prestigious records.

Until now, the undisputed steepest street in the world has been recognised as Baldwin Street in the Otago city of Dunedin, with a gradient of 35% but now residents in Harlech, in Gwynedd, North Wales, are celebrating after Guiness World Records verified the gradient of Ffodd Pen Llech at 37.5%.  Campaigner Gwyn Headley said, "I feel utter jubilation - I feel sorry for the New Zealanders but steeper is steeper."

Hamish McNeilly from the New Zealand website Stuff said, "I`m angry about a lot of things in the world this week but this has just ruined my week. I`m not going to get over this, as it follows the cricket which also made me angry.  It`s a bad week,  It really is."  He added that a street in San Francisco was now understood to be taking the record away from Wales.

As for me, I feel a lot of sympathy for our New Zealand friends but they should still rejoice in the fact that they have produced the world`s best rugby team, a decent cricket team, Sam Neill , Dame Kiri te Kanawa, Sir Ernest Rutherford, Edmund Hillary and Crowded House.   Not bad for a country of just five million souls..

Thursday, June 18, 2015


A TOUCH OF CLASS..

There`s something about New Zealand that I have long admired.  A visit there has been on my bucket list for some years now, perhaps for the most bizarre reason in the history of bucket lists. Many years ago one of my sons spent some time working there and confirmed that the charm of the country lies not only in its scenery, climate and social `attitude,` but also because New Zealand is alleged to be like England was 50 or 60 years ago.   And that appeals to me;  so I can see no reason not to travel half way around the world to experience an environment and recapture an age that I remember well but which has long since disappeared in the helter-skelter of modern day Britain.

Moreover, I have always admired New Zealand sport;  the All Blacks have long been the example for others to aspire to in the world of Rugby and down the years their cricket teams have been nothing short of admirable in their attitude and aptitude for the summer game.   None more so than the current New Zealand tourists who have enthralled cricket lovers like me this season with their compelling performances in the Tests and the current 50-over one-dayers.

And they are led by an inspiring captain in Brendon McCullum (pictured) who has not only been a joy to watch with his batting but also his enthusiasm, tactical acumen and sheer enjoyment in his role as captain leading a team which follows his example.   Now post match interviews can be disheartening affairs but not so with McCullum.  After losing heavily to England yesterday at Trent Bridge, he admitted where his team need to improve and was fulsome in his praise for the way England had played.   And just when the interviewer - former England captain Nasser Hussain who should have known better - wanted to bring proceedings to an end, McCullum insisted on taking time to thank and pay tribute to retiring umpire Steve Davis, whose last game in the middle this was.

In short, New Zealand and McCullum are a class act.  In direct contrast, yesterday also saw the publication of the football fixtures for next season, which placed McCullum`s honesty, integrity and largesse in a fitting context.   Somehow, I can`t imagine John Terry applauding an opponent, as New Zealand did yesterday when Eoin Morgan was finally dismissed after his splendid hundred, and even less can I see the likes of Terry taking time in a post match interview to sing the praises of a referee.

I`m enjoying these days of roses but not looking forward to the whine, which will be upon us all too soon.