We took 10 liberties with this painting. Did you spot the differences?

Image: "Donderdag" by Janna Van Hasselt, Seed Gallery, (09) 522 5360.
MAGAZINE EDITORS aren’t supposed to publish stories about their friends: it’s called cronyism and is frowned on by decent journalists. But rules should be broken when there is a good reason and I very much want you to meet Ruth and Paul Pretty. In my book, they are among the country’s unsung heroes. Their idyllic lifestyle, in a perfect country home tucked away on the coast north of Wellington, is not one they fell into by luck but one earned by hard work.
Whether it’s feeding the thousands at an international expo, an America’s Cup cocktail party on a Spanish island, a formal dinner at an ancient French Champagne house or state dinners for the Prime Minister, the work of this catering couple is often the way the world meets and tastes our country.
As a regular (and fortunate) recipient of their generosity, I know how good it is to be looked after by the Prettys. They operate at the highest level in everything they do. Lots of my friends’ uni-age kids have worked for Paul over the years as part-time waiters and boy, do they learn about hard work, high standards and how to serve guests.
Take time to stroll through their garden and see if that magnificent macrocarpa hedge with the keyhole gateway evokes for you the childhood memories of rural New Zealand that it does for me. It is Christmas Day at Aunty Nancy’s near Geraldine where the macrocarpa hedge was high and forbidding; it is at the playground at Eiffelton Primary School where the hedge swallowed our cricket and tennis balls; it is the high hedge shielding many farmhouses from the nor’wester that howls across the Canterbury Plains where I grew up.