Rumours have abounded for some time that Jeeves has been seen in Canterbury, New Zealand. Being an amateur sleuth I concluded that after Cup Week and the recovery from that very short rugby season in Canterbury, the true men of Canterbury would come out to play cricket. Since cricket is a great interest of Jeeves, in fact he's not only played but watched many games with old Bertie Wooster that he may be in Christchurch. I looked for a hotel which would suit his needs and appeal to his taste and styles. I found The Weston House which was strategically placed on Park Terrace (at No 62) overlooking the Avon River.
I had heard on the grapevine that a well known chef, Jo Seagar, had recently established a cooking school and restaurant in Oxford. This part of rural Canterbury many consider the heartland and others in New Zealand refer to as loosehead Len country.
The cafe has taken over really a whole block in Oxford and there is some talk of in future years it being renamed Seagarville. This would never do for Jeeves and Bertie Wooster would be appalled. How could you change such an upstanding British name for such a crass American one? It was a grey day but the welcome from the staff was made in the very sincere way that country folk have was one which would also have been appreciated by Jeeves.
SOL Square - South of Lichfield, Christchurch
This is an area of fine English homes that would remind one of Suffolk or of Kent. At the railway station I came across a fine French restaurant named Café De La Gare – NZ food with a French influence where I enjoyed a fine meal of pork belly with a side of cider glazed red cabbage.
I also enjoyed some impressive cheese but sadly no Pate de foie Gras. My meal was washed down with a fine Rhone from nearby to Lyon. This town is revered by Catholics for producing two leading personalities who established their faith in New Zealand. Bishop Pompallier whose remains were returned from France to the Hokianga in 2000 and Suzanne Aubert who founded the Sisters of Compassion here, she is well on the way to becoming our first saint
Sadly as I drove through the green fields of Canterbury so long Devon, I concluded that I could not find Jeeves. Never mind, it was a fantastic trip!