The racist likes small town living. She couldn't stand to live in Auckland, the traffic is one thing, but… don't get her started.
Whenever anyone cuts her off in Marumaru, she blames the market gardener.
The Albanian who drives the tow-truck once overheard her saying he smelt of sawdust.
'I am European too,' he said.
'Yes, but you must have a touch of gypsy in you.'
There's something spiteful in her unrolled r's when saying Marumaru; it sounds as if her mouth is full, like she's storing something for later. But just listen to her order the arrabiata from Pino’s.