Tuesday 27th April 2004, Day 227/366 - Matamata, New Zealand.

The Last Supper

Hard as it is I'm now ready to move on. My batteries are fully recharged and I have abused the Tanners hospitality for too long. There is also the bigger picture. I came away for a year to travel and that is what I must do. Tomorrow I fly to Christchurch and then on to Melbourne on Friday.

The Last Supper consisted of No. 47's briscit. It was lovely as ever. Young Alice said 'Diddy (she's kiwi), can we slot Mad Cow next.' Not what you expect from a 9 year old. I'm going to miss it.