So, the little treasures that are my niece and nephews are in need of new toys. To match the existing ones that came from New Zealand. And the nice woman next door is down there now. And would possibly be able to find some and bring them home with her, saving on the slightly excessive postage.
After finally finding the correct name for the company that makes them (after many Google results that are totally inappropriate for small children), mum asks me to send an email and ask if the neighbour could find them and bring some back with her. And then asks "But isn't it the middle of the night over there?".
Emails are not telephones!!!
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