COMMENT

Some things can be revelatory in their simplicity.

Take, for example, the little piece of paper laying between my cup of tea and lolly wrapper at the hair salon a mere eight days since I was re-elected as Albert-Eden Puketāpapa ward councillor. "Kind is the new cool," it said.

That appointment marked the start of a week catching up on a long list of overdue personal things that had backed up because of the election campaign – seeing the dentist, having a hearing test, getting a mammogram and a session with the hand specialist for a wrist I broke

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