On the drive down to Dunedin today we stopped for a late lunch in Oamaru. Last year we passed through fairly late after everything was closed.
It was a lovely interlude with Mum, who hadn’t been there recently. It really deserves a full day at least of browsing rather than a quick peak into some shops and an excellent lunch. It feels so much like a step back in time enhanced by the substance of the stone walls.
One of the more piquant moments was when I headed to the bathroom and the framed magazine fashion sketch of two Victorian women was of a dress almost identical to my favorite one in Canterbury Museum.
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