What are your favourite memories from childhood family holidays in NZ?
I came to Aotearoa as an 8-year-old in 1966, travelling the 18,500 kilometres from the grey and crowded grimness that was the North of England - think Coronation Street before colour television. We arrived in the green, open, slow-paced and still rather bucolic city of Ōtautahi, Christchurch. It was a bit of a shock.
But I loved it, and I loved the beaches. My favourite memories are not so much of going away as a family (though we did do that, mainly to Timaru and Fairlie), but of the hours and hours I would spend swimming and hurling myself down the sand dunes at North Brighton or Waikuku Beach. Paradise.
Where is your favourite off the beaten track/secret spot in NZ to get away from it all and what makes it so special?
It's not really that much off the beaten track, but our little place on Waiheke Island is my favourite secret spot. Quiet, in a cul-de-sac with a native reserve at the end of it, no phone, a three-minute walk to the lovely, secluded beach, and no sense whatsoever of the city of Auckland being anywhere near.