Tell us what you love about life in New Zealand - and what needs to change. Email rantandrave@nzherald.co.nz.
Rant
I have a mobility parking permit for a reason: I do not walk well, and have to use a walking stick, although I am only in my early 50s. When you folk out there who are able-bodied use my space without a permit, you have no idea how difficult you make my daily life. We have the permit for a reason. You are able to walk okay and are fit and young. Use the other car parks and stop being so lazy. I live in New Lynn, where this really is a problem.
Josie
Rave
On Anzac Day evening, I had a wonderful experience. I was standing at the counter in a Parnell dairy desperately looking for my wallet, which I had omitted to put in my bag. A young lady beside me, noting my embarrassment, offered to pay for my bottle of cream. It was a real treat to experience such kindness. Thank you, young lady!
Maureen
Rant
To those who regularly fish near Westhaven Marina, alongside the harbour bridge, you realise waste fishing line is rubbish, right? The number of times we have picked up waste line no more than a few metres from rubbish bins is ridiculous. Not only is waste line rubbish, it can seriously damage native birds if they get tangled in it. Come on, is walking 3m to a rubbish bin really too much for you?
Jeff
Rave
Please bring back the harbour bridge light display - what a stunning display for all to enjoy. So sad to see the harbour plunged back into darkness last night.
Jenny Le Noel
Rant
I walk to work and back on the footpath beside a busy road every week day. On several occasions, I have narrowly missed being hit by drivers coming out of their driveways too quickly and failing to check for pedestrians. Then there are the inconsiderate drivers who park across the footpath, blocking it while waiting to merge into oncoming traffic. They need to brush up on their road code and their manners! Thank you to those occasional drivers who DO allow pedestrians to pass, and even smile while doing it.
Pat Edmonds
Rave
My thanks and gratitude to a woman at the entrance to Countdown in Eden Quarter who picked up my dropped walking stick for me, and also to another there who offered me her empty shopping trolley. As a partly disabled senior, I find people often come to my aid in these circumstances.
Rod