If New Zealand relies on the white gold of dairying to keep its economic motor lubricated then we're running as dry as a Hawke's Bay hillside in summer, writes Bruce Bisset.

All it takes when driving is a second of inattention while you change the radio station or talk to the children in the back seat, writes Tracey Chatterton.

Those who deserve the most praise, apart from the Swannells themselves, are the wonderful generous people of Hawke's Bay, writes Linda Hall.