One of my earliest memories is sitting at the table in our rented house in Masterton with Dad and my brothers and hearing our mother crying in the loo. It was an unusual and frightening sound which is why I remember it vividly 67 years later – also Dad had cooked dinner which wasn’t his forte.
Review of: The Braided River: Migration and the Personal Essay, Diane Comer (2019)
Dunedin: Otago University Press, 304 pp.,
ISBN 978 1 98853 153 3 (pbk), NZ$35