I often think about visiting our family friends at their farm in Te Puke when I was a kid.
We lived in Auckland at the time and an escape to the farm was always so exciting. I remember being completely charmed by farm life: learning to ride a little motorbike, hearing the cows in the morning and seeing the tractors on the roadside. Oh and eating a big slice of hot sticky date pudding in the kitchen - a small home on a huge section filled with possibility to little young me.
That was the beginning of my Western Bay story!
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