How many of you have spent hours writing something, only to ''lose'' it in the system?
I'm sure we've all had those moments when we see someone we think we recognise from a distance, give them a cheery wave, then wonder why they're staring back vacantly. And then you realise it wasn...
My spoutings about bad driving and driving etiquette have fired up a few of you to pass on what is really bugging you out on our roads.
What could be more exciting, when we were kids, than collecting cards or badges or stamps - in fact, anything you could put in an album and show off proudly at school or to your family?
There's a bit of an international touch to the column today, with notes from the United States' steamy south and from scorching Cambridgeshire. It really is amazing how far afield from Dunedin and...
I suppose it was only a matter of time before Rotorua featured in readers' recollections of unforgettable smells.
The low, vibrato moan whips into a furious, blood-curdling shriek, the gusts try to whisk your feet away from the ground, the warmth freezes out of your face.
Thanks a lot, you guys! Having shared my most embarrassing experiences with all and sundry on Friday, not one person has replied to my call for your most mortifying moments.
We have a lot of vehicle-related items to get through today. And keep those cloud photographs coming - today's one of virga taken by Wilma McKay at Cape Saunders on the Otago Peninsula is stunning.
Rumours of my demise — more accurately, the demise of What’s With That? — have been greatly exaggerated. I’d use the word "overexaggerated", but isn’t that redundant and an exaggeration in itself?