Statues in differing states.

One of the city’s forefathers (Rolleston) came a cropper in the February earthquake. Moorhouse remained sensibly seated in his spot in the Gardens, and Fitzgerald is still standing by the hospital. I have spent quite a lot of time in Fitzgerald’s company over the years. He’s the strong silent type. Robert Scott now lies cold and pale at the foot of the plinth that had been his home for many years. It pains me to see him thus. The soldier (with plaque) remains unaffected just along from the Bridge of Remembrance. I’ve never looked at him before.