Confusion reigns on our anniversary weekend too. People in Hawke's Bay celebrate in October and Dannevirke has a market day festival to co-incide, but we're not in Hawke's Bay, we're with Wellington and our anniversary weekend is in January.
Some people who like to have their holiday cake and eat it too and manage to take time out for both dates.
When it comes to general elections we're lumped into the vast Waiararapa electorate and locally there have been murmurings of Eketahuna divorcing Tararua and having a match made in heaven or hell with Waiarapa.
Last week my son was playing in the national indoor bowling championships and was asked about the club he represents. Rua Roa wasn't on anyone's radar in Taupo. But to add to the confusion, when asked what bowling centre he plays for, his answer, Bush/Ruahine, left most scratching their heads.
Loyalty is a funny thing, I know people in Pongaroa often refer to living in northern Waiarapa but I guess as long as they keep paying their rates to Tararua, it isn't a worry.
But it seems in all the tag lines for our area, Tararua is the one few people know.
The story has been told that when regions in New Zealand were being divided up, our district was the last, it seems no one knew what to do with us.
Peter Elworthy was in charge of the great New Zealand carve up and he's now gone down in folklore as deciding on our district's name after looking out his bathroom window in Manawatu and seeing the Tararua ranges in the distance.
True or false, we live in Tararua country and should be shouting it to the world.