Wed Jan XX
The others went to the park this morning. Swimming again this afternoon.
I was at the age where, every now and then, I could be left alone in the house by myself. Even at that age I would mostly do what I do now when left alone, read and drink coffee.
One of the things that is apparent to me from this diary is that my parents were not forcing us into the New Zealand way of life. I suspect that part of that is that they, too, were just finding their feet and adjusting to being in a strange land, and part of it was because they knew that we would be immersed in local life when we started school at the beginning of the next month, perhaps even more immersed than they themselves would be.