TIME TRAVEL
We occasionally drive past the house where Mrs Dzenis lived at the time of purchase in 1995, and it looks exactly like it did then — white, roughcast, built in the late ’50s or ’60s. Curiosity got to me the other day. Her name is still listed in the phone book, so I dialed the number. Lo and behold, she answered it. Iama is still sharp as a pin. She remembers the Falcon well. She told me that a local Kaiapoi man purchased a green one on the same day, but she liked her car’s metallic dark blue much better, even naming the colour of the paint correctly. Can’t see me having a memory as good as hers at that age.