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Award winning journalist tells of some of his experiences growing up in a State House and helps record a time that is fast fading from popular memory. There were no TV’S, VCR’s or DVD players back then - let alone cellphones, computers, supermarkets, electronic games, or Facebook. Blackberries were eaten, Twittering was for the birds, watches had to be wound up by hand and no one would have dreamed of taking photographs with a telephone. Part personal memoir and part journalism, Confessions of a State House Kid, is a slice of New Zealand’s history, with elements of fun and mischief.