They say there’s nothing better than Wellington on a fine day. I hear it positively sparkles.
So does my friend May, who had taken the morning train into Wellington to meet me.
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They say there’s nothing better than Wellington on a fine day. I hear it positively sparkles.
So does my friend May, who had taken the morning train into Wellington to meet me.
Continue reading “May in Wellington in October”