Happy Waitangi Day – on the sunny side of the world

I started writing this post on 6th February, on a grey, damp and dingy Monday. Like many of my compatriots, on days like this I dream of running away to sunnier places. Three years ago my sister and I did just that, we flew to New Zealand together to visit relatives, including our brother. So as today is Waitangi Day (well, by the time I finish this post Waitangi Day will have finished in NZ, but never mind) AND it is my lovely sister’s birthday, I thought I’d share a little bit of Kiwi sunshine with you.

Boys diving from Wellington waterfront. There can't be many capital cities where you can do this.

Boys diving from Wellington waterfront. There can’t be many capital cities where you can do this.

On February 6, 2014 we were in Wellington, the “Coolest Little Capital in the World”. It was sunny and windy and the air had an astonishing clarity. In New Zealand that clear air means that colours are brighter, more saturated than anywhere else I’ve been, it’s like an entire country in high definition. This visual zing, a bit of jet lag and a couple of beers are a heady mix!

Blue skies in Wellington

Blue skies in Wellington

I took a LOT of photographs, of course. Unfortunately, due to a corrupted memory card many of my Wellington photos (including the Botanic Garden, waaah!) were lost, but Waitangi Day was saved. Scroll down at the end of this post for a few more.

'Ferns' by Neil Dawson, just one of Wellington's many public sculptures and art installations

‘Ferns’ by Neil Dawson, just one of Wellington’s many public sculptures and art installations

The Treaty of Waitangi was not unequivocally A Good Thing. Signed on 6 February 1840, this agreement between the British Crown and the Maori chiefs was not accurately translated into Maori and was a source of dispute from that date onwards. I’m not qualified to précis the entire history of New Zealand, but we all know that Victorian colonialism rode roughshod over inhabitants with a prior claim in so many countries. New Zealand was no different. There is still a legacy of disadvantage for the Maori people but at least their feisty, nature loving, artistic culture is celebrated publicly. New Zealand is all the richer for that. Waitangi Day is now a holiday, a day of getting together, maybe spiced with some debate, even protest, but mostly just a day of celebrating New Zealand.

Waitangi Day 2014. The Mayor, Celia Wade-Brown and other dignitaries. Speeches and greetings in Maori and English.

Waitangi Day 2014. The Mayor, Celia Wade-Brown and other dignitaries. Speeches and greetings in Maori and English.

When we were there we listened to speeches in both Maori and English, and wandered about on the waterfront, meeting a few of my brother’s friends. There was street food, there were souvenirs and crafts, street performances and a relaxed mix of people down near the water front. It was a fabulous people watching opportunity, set off by sunshine, street art, sculpture, adventurous architecture and that glittering blue sea.

Wandering on the waterfront

Wandering on the waterfront

My favourite part of the entire day was the performances of haka and Maori songs by schoolchildren. These were not the slightly embarrassed, shuffling performances you might get from British teenagers, they were loud, proud and fierce. The kids didn’t hold back, they stomped, grimaced, swayed, sang, and generally blew us away. Even though I hadn’t the faintest idea what it all meant it made tears ooze from my eyes and I had difficulty focusing my camera. If only we had some traditions as impressive as this – much as I love Morris Dancing it all looks a bit faint next to a haka!


My favourite kid. No holding back.


Those piupiu skirts are made from the leaves of Phormium tenax (New Zealand Flax). They make a wonderful swishing sound.



These boys were loud and FIERCE.

So I wave from chilly, wet England to the friendly people of New Zealand. I hope that you’ve had another gloriously sunny Waitangi weekend, hope to see you again one day.


Nikau Palm by Ian Athfield


On the City to Sea Bridge


The City to Sea Bridge


Excellent bollards in the shape of koru – or fern fronds


‘Nga Kina’ – sea urchins by Michel Tuffery


Tino Rangatiratanga – the Maori national flag


Even New Zealand isn’t immune from the depredations of the petrochemical industry


‘The Solace of the Wind’ by Max Patte. Wellington is notoriously windy. Apparently he gets yarnbombed. 


I love this mural by Wellington street artists BMD on the side of a car park. It has a serious message though – it was made to highlight the barbaric practice of shark-finning.


There were Maori songs sung by adults too


Singing and twirling traditional poi at the same time

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  1. Wonderful photos, Harriet. They make Megan and family seem a little nearer. Thank you.


  2. That cheered me up. We too escaped to the sunny side and spent six weeks of this winter in Australia. I’m craving the warmth. New Zealand is most definitely on my list.


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