Hidden Hamilton

It seems only natural that the early Hamilton Baptist Church would conduct its Christmas Day service on a summer evening in the much-loved G...

Hundreds of children were on the march, a more-or-less orderly line snaking its way from St Peter’s Anglican Church to Hamilton Station. At ...

The repetition of given names, especially naming first born sons after their father or grandfather, is a tradition with centuries of history...

When you were growing up in Hamilton’, I asked memoir writer Margaret Colditz ‘where was the money?’  ‘The money’, she responded without a ...

'A couple of days after the earthquake, I was at home in the parsonage in Beaumont Street when there was a knock on the door. I opened i...

Pressing his nose against the glass as I hold him up to our high front window, my three year old grandson stares transfixed at the floodlit ...