The Second Year and After Chapter 39
Mum went into the kitchen to put the shoulder of New Zealand lamb in the oven, and then came back to sit with us for a few minutes to chat. She joked that it was very handy that New Zealand was exactly the other side of the world and therefore six months out in its seasons; its lamb was ready to export to Britain to be eaten when ours where just born and gambolling in the fields, and its Anchor Butter came best at the time when our dairy cows had not eaten fresh grass for four...