"The seagulls have buggered off for the day they can’t accept this autumn back to summer of unseasonal warm weather Icebergs float off St Clair We’ve seen it all before under the Fuchsia Tree" Under the Fuchsia Tree is a chapbook of 16 poems written after reconnecting with an old flame from half a century ago . . . “Kate & I met in a youth club called The Grotto, in Freeman’s Bay in the early 1960s. Her family were immigrants after the war from the UK & lived in council flats at the bottom of Wellington Street, not far from The Grotto. "Housed in an old church hall The Grotto provided space for youth to congregate, play pop records, dance, drink Coca Cola & eye up the ‘talent’. The boys parked their cars on a rough patch of ground where the church had been before its demolition. The church hall remained & was used for social events. On Sundays church volunteers gave out clothes & dished up meals to shell-shock methods. "When Kate & I split up (as inevitably teenage first-loves do), I left Auckland & headed south, & I didn’t hear from her again for 54 years when, out of the blue, a ‘friend’ request popped up on Facebook.” (Peter Olds) Mr Olds’ previous outings with Cold Hub Press include the chapbooks 'Ballad of the Last Cold Pie' and 'Journey to the Far South', 'You Fit the Description' (selected poems) and his most recent collection 'Taking My Jacket for a Walk'.