Driving force

Two years after his political mic-drop, Key looks exactly like the weight of a nation has been lifted off his shoulders. The location may help; he’s just driven his Bentley Continental GT 90 minutes north from his Parnell home to play golf at the stunning Tara Iti course near Mangawhai.

His government led New Zealand through the global financial crisis, the Christchurch earthquakes and the Pike River disaster. Still, in his resignation speech Key called his eight years in charge as the most remarkable, satisfying and exciting time of his life. But he also admitted at the time, “I have nothing left in the tank.”No Crown limousines anymore; Key enjoys doing his own driving, both in the Bentley and on the golf course. Key got serious about golf and Bentley’s at the same time. Golf offered rare quality time with his son Max during his political career, while he fell for the first-generation Continental GT immediately. “When that shape came out, I was hooked. It became a long-standing joke in the house; everyone knew I wanted a Bentley, and little model ones would turn up now and then.”After stepping down, Key wasted no time seeking out a full-sized version. “I thought ‘What the hell, I’m going to do it’. I decided it was time. You only have to sit in a Bentley for 20 seconds and your mind is made up.”

“I still believe that, as a small country at the bottom of the world if we want people to know us, we need a symbol that is ours.” Had he taken that approach, he would have been following the advice of his late mother, Ruth. “Mum always said you get out of life what you put into it. Yes, you need luck, but you also make your own luck.” Luck was in rather short supply soon after Key started primary school. His British-born father George died suddenly, leaving Ruth with three young children, little support and
even less money. “Dad had owned a series of businesses in Auckland, and when he died Mum went to the accountant who told her ‘Basically, your businesses are broke. I might be able to preserve the family home but not much else’.”

It wasn’t the first time Ruth had dealt with losing everything. She had arrived in England in 1938 as a 16-year old Jewish refugee, following Hitler’s annexation of Austria. Five decades on, Key remembers the experience vividly. “Mum took it personally and sold the family home, repaid as much of the debt as she could, and we moved to a state house in Christchurch. “We were a poor, single-parent household, but it was a house with huge amounts of love and affection. It was a tough background from an economic perspective, but that gave me a better understanding of where people came from.” Ruth’s influence, however, stopped at politics; “My mother was a Labour voter,” says Key. “You can’t change your background.” Key never took his mother’s political advice; treating it a bit like David Lange’s dire warnings to avoid politics. But after 15 years of chasing votes, shaking hands and facing unrelenting scrutiny from every direction, was it worth it? Key doesn’t hesitate. 

“I definitely have a great work-life balance now. Friends might say I’m still travelling too much, but I’m not. Most of the time its Bronagh and I travelling together,” he says. There were overseas job offers within days of his resignation, but Key was never going to consider leaving, saying it would have seemed odd to have run the country for a long time, and then run off overseas. So Key looked closer to home, becoming chairman of the country’s biggest company, ANZ Bank (New Zealand). He also jokes about “still being in the state service” due to his place on the board of Air New Zealand, which is 52% Government owned. “We are the beating heart of what a lot of kiwis identify with as a quintessential New Zealand company. You know when the koru turns up in London or Los Angeles, there is that pride you feel as a New Zealander.”