We pulled up tonight and started to set up the van after the long winter in storage.

Within long the pump had failed to operate, and in trying to diagnose it more things had gone wrong.

They were the sort of things that were eventually easy to fix, but confusing at the time.

But that’s not the important thing. The important thing is the kids just dissapeared.

They were off exploring and playing, running free and wild, like childhood should be.

Just like the magical kiwi summers I remember from growing up.