On Tuesday night, we had a wonderful party.

Apparently it takes a village to raise a child.

The brutal death of Gail Bower in June this year shocked the Havelock North community and still distresses those who live in the area.

My sneakers stink - not because I've been working out madly, not because I stood in something smelly.

Eight America's Cup points to our name - only three to Oracle.

In case anyone was in doubt, Wednesday's tractor parade protest by Heretaunga Plains growers proved how badly things are.

I attended a very interesting meeting at the Hastings Council Chambers on Wednesday night.

Conservation Minister Nick Smith illustrated that by eliciting a sanitised version of a DoC draft report which in an earlier guise contained serious misgivings about the Ruataniwha Dam proposal.

For those of you not familiar with the term hangry I'm almost willing to bet that once you know the definition you will know a sufferer.

Today could be a significant day in the buildup to the local elections next month.

There seem to be a small group of young people around these days who, quite simply put, are up to no good.

Here we are again, sorting through the pamphlets and promises to select our choices for local government.

One of the most despicable things around is when people put pressure on family members - particularly older parents - to part with their money.

It's not Father's Day or his birthday, but the start of the whitebait season brings memories of my Dad flooding back.

About this time last year, I had the distinct privilege of dining at Beijing's famed Dadong restaurant.

There is something truly amazing about how sport can lift the spirits.

Spring is my favourite time of year, and out of all the seasons it is the most aptly named.

This morning's edition of Hawke's Bay Today is the first one to be produced from our new newsroom.

One thing Labour's leadership stoush points up is the extent of discrimination in politics and society generally.