There has to be a word for it. One that seizes the mood, summons the state of mind. It could be a word that, with pleasing succinctness or rare humour, captures or explains what it was like to live through the last calendar, and why many of us were so glad to see the back of it. Or it might be a word that’s a pleasing or curious new addition to the Kiwi vernacular.
Whatever it could be, or should be, New Zealand needed
