George (with the walking stick I made him) age 96 and daughter Helen |
Before a well earned retirement to Waihi Beach, George Clark was a Waikato hill country farmer all his life, taking on the challenge with his brother to finish off the development of steep hill country at Te Pahu near Hamilton started by his parents. He is the father of New Zealand's highly respected former Prime Minister Helen Clark.
George was a keen follower and supporter of our work at the Whatawhata Hill Country Research station.
George was a keen follower and supporter of our work at the Whatawhata Hill Country Research station.
The hills cleared of bush and scrub for productive sheep and beef production by the Clark family over the years . The pristine Kaniwhaniwha stream flows through the property down from Mount Pirongia |
Looking back up the hill – a tribute to F.G.
Clark
By Clive Dalton
At 95 and looking back
Past contributions clear
to see,
Great service to New
Zealand
Is there on George’s
CV.
George knew farming
was an ideal job
For those with little
brains,
Weak in head and
strong of back
Would help to reach their
aims.
George knew farming
was important
As meat and wool were
king,
And Muldoon produced
incentives
More production for to
bring.
He paid George a
dollar a ewe
70 million was
National’s boast,
But Te Pahu never saw
such flocks
Many suspected they were
ghosts.
One PM had been a
farmer
And a decent bloke to
boot,
Remember Keith Jacka Holyoake
George reckoned a
decent coot.
George knew to dag and
crutch were noble
And hard work held no
fears,
Crook backs, stuffed
hips and buggered knees
Could be cured by a
few cold beers.
He spent each year
with mission clear
To clear scrub from a Pirongia
slope,
Today’s young men hide
out in town
And live on dole and
dope.
George battled possums
all his life
A challenge long and
weighty,
But his bigger pests
were bureaucrats
Cos they were
resistant to 1080.
He attended all MAF
Field Days
To see the latest
science map,
But by the time he got
back home
He realised it was
total crap.
George missed out on the
medals
For services to the
land,
Today’s ‘face-bookers’
in parliament
Would never shake a
farmer’s hand.
New Zealand has
changed since George’s day
With rabbits replaced
by ‘purists’,
When John Key bailed
out he convinced us all
We’d all get rich from
tourists.
George has seen farmers’
image die
And be the Greenies
targets,
Not one would know what
farmers do
As food comes from
supermarkets.
George reared the young
Clarks on politics
Preaching MPs were weak-kneed
charmers,
And his proof came
from the highest source
Te Pahu Federated
Farmers.
So lets honour George on
this great day
From hill country
steep and clean,
And give him our best
wishes
Till he gets some from
the Queen (God Bless Her).
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