So when I left Tawa I sold my board to Anaru who lived down the road. Two seconds after he'd paid me he skated off, popped an ollie off the kerb and snapped the thing in half.
As it happens I'm a fan of MMP - NZ's parliament has been drastically more representative and diverse since it was introduced - so of course I said yes.
Support the brave warriors here.
Number 450,786,202 In the series 8 Billion People I Don't Know. Designed to be a screenprinted poster, will let you know if I print some up.
Someone should make a series of alternative baseball cards. Get illustrators to draw their favourite athletes...
There'll only ever be one Peter Stenhouse. A guy not only of immense intelligence and talent but also humility, energy and passion. He was an adventurer - always up for a mission, to try something new, to keep going, to see what was over the next hill. He was a great friend, always a good listener, always ready with a joke. And talent, shit, the guy was on another level.
And while I'm devastated Pete finds his way into people I used to know, I'm honoured and grateful to have known him at all. Rest In Peace mate.