Love is like an earthquake – unpredictable, scary, but when the hard part is over you realize it’s good to be alive.

“Mummy, do you and Daddy play when Bob and I are at school?” asked the ‘Dactyl recently. Swallowing my stifled snort, I looked upon her little face and wondered if she wanted the truth. Did she want to hear that on Thursdays, after Mummy and Daddy have waved goodbye to the Piha bus, we race … More Love is like an earthquake – unpredictable, scary, but when the hard part is over you realize it’s good to be alive.