My life-long fascination with wetness which is predominantly a male thing, reached fresh depths of saturation levels with this letter in the New Zealand Herald.
The old Government House lawn and surrounds have been a secluded jewel in central Auckland for many decades. It has been lovingly cared for and has prominent signs forbidding ball games, presumably to protect both the lawn and the opportunity for quiet reflection and enjoyment.
Regrettably, the supposed guardians of this historical treasure, Auckland University, have once again erected a temporary pavilion covering the full lawn. When it is removed, the lawn will again have been damaged and downgraded. Hopefully they don’t have plans for more permanent use of the area, but maybe they do and are easing their way in.
Whatever, it is very disappointing that the university is showing such callous disregard for this precious historical, cultural and environmental asset that many Auckland citizens treasure.
Ken Allen, Auckland Central.
It’s a bloody lawn mate and most certainly not a “secluded jewel in central Auckland” nor a “precious historical, cultural environmental asset that many Auckland citizens treasure”.
There are lawns everywhere; in schools, rugby fields, golf greens and so on, all being trampled on non-stop. Further, no matter how chopped up by a temporary structure, probably no other plant has the quick recovery powers of grass.
TVNZ should be in here pronto and offer Ken a half hour weekly show to comment on all and sundry. It would be gripping viewing for all students of wetness.