Afterwards we went to the museum where Mum was really taken with the tableaux of early life in New Zealand. We wandered around until first Mum, then Fran had to give up because of back pain, so we trotted off to yet another cafe. Yet again we managed to get there after the kitchen had closed for lunch, and had to make do with what was in the cabinet. I had a scone melt, which was like a pizza topping on a scone base, and a fan slice. Mum had cheese and tomato on placcy white bread and a ginger slice and Fran had pastrami on brown. It wasn't the best meal I've ever had.
After lunch we decided to walk back to the motel 'cos Fran needed to lie down for his back, so we got back about 3.15pm, and I went for a lie down too. I slept for about a half hour and woke at 16.05, Mum was asleep and Fran was still stretching his back, so I'm just sat here waiting for something to happen.
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