The first time I remember being engrossed for hours in reading was reading newspaper obituaries. in the bay window in the study in our second house in Cook Hospital Gisborne. After a year in what had been a 4-bedroom house for nurses, we moved up the street to the superintendent's house, past the oval on the right and the peach and apple tree orchard on the left. The superintendent and his wife, both senior physicians, had retired and moved down the hill and out of Gisborne, and the new superintendent had bought a lovely house on another hill.