Back in the 70's Bryce and I spent a couple of weeks travelling around the South Island with my parents. We were in a West Coast pub one night and my mother went up to the bar to buy the next round of drinks. With 30 seconds she was having a laugh with the barman and exchanging banter with the blokes leaning on the bar. The whole atmosphere had livened up no end.
Back in our corner, my father looked amused and commented proudly: "She's always been like that. Her father was too. Its just like him"
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