It often comes up in conversation when away from home – when asked where I’m from, the response more often than not – ah! the place with the church on the corner. Well, that and the trees. I may have mentioned this before – passing into the US at San Francisco in the late 80’s I had disembarked ahead of most on the plane in order to catch a domestic flight and paused for a moment to chat with the officer checking my passport – ‘Cambridge New Zealand‘ he said, ‘the town with the beautiful church on the corner – my wife and I do enjoy visiting. Sunday morning the 3rd of October 2010.