Saturday Morning With Jack Tame

At the end of the nationwide pandemic lockdown, I sat down in my spare bedroom and recorded myself speaking for an hour. Maybe it sounds a bit silly, but I just figured we were living through a fascinating historical moment. I wanted to record my memories and experiences while they were fresh. I dunno; I thought it might help someone’s Year 11 History project in a few decades’ time.  2020. Yep. I was there for that.  I think I’ll do the same over my summer break. Record another little spiel with my memories of 2020. Because I feel that stuff  I had a great moment yesterday afternoon, luxuriating in the heat of Auckland’s summer sun in the centre of the Viaduct, with hundreds of people who’d come down to enjoy the America’s Cup. I sent a photo to friends overseas of Kiwi crowds, unmasked, sitting shoulder-to-shoulder eating ice cream and enjoying spectacular racing. ‘Summer in New Zealand!’ I said.  ‘I’m so jealous.’ Said my friend in New York. ‘That looks amazing.’  Most Americans can only dream of safely mov