From the editor May 2015

I learned to spot them. Two women who, despite decades of age difference, wore a familial badge – an identical smile, perhaps, or a perfectly matched fashion sense – and an air of easy pleasure in being together. Over the past month of NZ House & Garden House Tours in Auckland, Cambridge and Wairarapa, I’ve [...]

Sally Duggan - April 2015

From the editor April 2015

Hidden right at the back of my spare room cupboard is a battered brass kettle. Beside it are two beady-eyed fox furs. These are our family treasures – the kettle was inherited from my dad’s family in England; the furs were Nick’s grandmother’s. They are the sort of thing we would grab in a fire [...]


From the editor March 2015

My daughter’s getting married soon, which has required a lot of shopping. When I dropped in to see her yesterday, she’d just had another package delivered. It had arrived with all the fast-twitch drama of an urgent courier delivery – red van double-parked; driver needing a quick-quick signature on an electronic screen. Inside the package? [...]


From the editor February 2015

It was one of those smug “ta-da” moments. With my visiting friend beside me, I whisked open the door of my son’s super-tidy bedroom. “Ohhh,” she breathed. “Bet that took an argument.” She was right. I’d bickered and cajoled for days to get my then-teenaged son on board for a clean-out that took two hours. [...]

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Sally Duggan - January 2015

From the editor January 2015

My home is a quieter place than it used to be. Most nights my husband, Nick, and I arrive home from work to the cat waiting at the ranchslider and the warm fustiness of a shut-up house. Our son Ben, 23, gets home later. Sometimes he’s right there as I cook dinner, a beer-drinking, bear-hugging roadblock [...]

Sally Duggan - December 2014

From the editor December 2014

It’s easy, in this job of mine, to be overcome by lust for lovely stuff. Right now, for example, I’m in thrall to the white fountain pen on our gift ideas page. I want it so much that I’m almost tempted to put a Post-it note on the page (“Sally’s Christmas present here”) and leave [...]