Well, the Mother of all Protests has been and gone. And what a day it was all over the country. At 73, I have never been involved in a protest before, but stuck a sign on my van and joined the throng. This was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. Lines of cars, tractors, utes and various other vehicles stretching into the distance as far as I could see.

There were three things that really impressed me. One was, the look of determination on the faces of those lining up to take part. Two was, the respect shown by all the people I saw for other drivers on the road and each other. A well run peaceful protest. The third thing was the support from the people on the side of the road – mums, dads, kids, grandmas grandpas, a real cross section of New Zealand.

It made me proud to be a New Zealander.

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