Last Wednesday evening I get a message from our National Coach, Jan Cameron in Auckland; will I phone her? Sure.
She's in a line-up at the grocers but she needs to unload on me and bring me up to date with all the various unstraightforward goings-on with the High Performance group we have in Auckland. The call last 42 minutes.
As I end the call I get a txt alert:
'Standing next to jan cameron in grocery store - She's in a v intense phone call about our only realistic olympic medal contender who ...... (remainder of message deleted because its personal about the swimmer).'

New Zealand is a village.
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