Back to A Man Walks Out Of A Bar for another illustration.
We’re at the White Hart Hotel in New Plymouth in the early 1980s, and this is the Television Lounge, and I remember that spectacle.
My fancy breweries executive job was not always so very fancy. Sometimes I was just the guy driving a van up to New Plymouth to salvage a pair of chandeliers from a pub we were pulling down. My boss thought they’d look good in the Boardroom of the Wellington office.
