Growing up in Mt Roskill in the 1960s and 70s I was dimly aware, in my own childish way, that I was not living in the most exciting place in the world.
The most notable thing about the suburb was the unusually high number of conservative Christians and storefront churches.
Subdivisions spread and the population grew but failed to bring in its wake such advanced facilities as a library, cinemas or restaurants. It was almost uniformly white, with a few Maori safely tucked into pockets of state housing. The best thing that could be said of it was that the bus stops were top-notch.
Now, Mt Roskill is one of the country's most multiculturally diverse habitats, home for instance, to the country's first Ethiopian restaurant. Proximity to Auckland International Airport seems to have resulted in immigrants getting this far and no further.
And as far as I can tell, the people of Mt Roskill are right into it. From the latest migrants to those who have been there 50 years, they appreciate that this melting pot enriches everyone's lives and is forging the identity of a new multicultural New Zealand that their children will take for granted.