I grew up in the depths of Southland, where the dark, short winter days were filled with team sports. Girls played netball, boys rugby, no questions asked. My Dad nearly spat in his Speights when I told him I wanted to switch to track and road cycling, and he reluctantly kissed goodbye to his dream of having a daughter play in
The cream always rises to the top
Dec 22, 2021
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