It's New Zealand

Earlier this year, Son#3 returned from a work trip overseas where he discovered that there appeared to be some confusion as to where he lived.

So let's set the record straight.

It's New Zealand.

Not Australia. (We're neighbours, we're both ANZACs,but New Zealand is not Australia.)

Not the Netherlands. (Despite what auto-correct would want us to think.)

Not even New Zeeeeland.

But New Zealand.

We have our own currency.

Our own government.

Our own health system.

And an enviable (apparently) education system.

We drive on the 'right' side of the road as opposed to the right side. And we drive clockwise around a roundabout.

Our switches go from top to bottom.

We have our own stamps, flag, culture and customs and three official languages (English, Māori and NZ sign).

We have our own sports heroes ... and they are all fallible.

We have our own well-known figures (although some times we have to 'share' these figures with Australia).

We have our achievements of which we can be rightly proud.

And our failures which are best forgotten.

And even though we might be stuck right down here at the bottom of the world, we have some of the most beautiful scenery in the world!

 

Next to Australia of course!