In 1912 Wellington was 72 years old if you were British. If you were British you had a holiday, if you Maori you went to Picton (I jest, the Maori was actually a boat).
I don’t recall the day itself, but it sounds as though the weather was good, and Wellington in a picturesque mood.
Some went to Worser Bay for an outing.
172 years since the Aurora arrived in Wellington I can report that the sky is clear but the wind is up. Man of Errors will take his family up to see his mother in Karori later. I think I will venture out to the shop for a tin of cigarettes, and then retire to the front room with a book.