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n. (plural of hayward English)
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Haywards is a small hillside suburb in the Hutt Valley near Wellington, New Zealand. It is notable for its large electrical substation, which is the main switching point for the Wellington region, and the home of the North Island converter station for the HVDC Inter-Island, which links the North and South Island electricity networks together.
Suburbs and towns near Haywards include Belmont, Judgeford, Silverstream, Trentham and Taita.
State Highway 58 is the primary route from the Hutt Valley to Pauatahanui and Porirua. It leaves State Highway 2 at Haywards. This highway was first built during the 1870s. From the 1940s to the 1970s there were proposals for a railway line, the Haywards–Plimmerton Line, via this route.
In June 2010, the results of a road assessment programme indicated that the Haywards Hill road was amongst the worst in the Wellington region, scoring only 2 out a possible 5. The New Zealand Transport Agency has proposed a project for the creation of an elevated interchange at the intersection of SH2 and SH58 at Haywards, including a new carpark and the replacement of an existing underpass with a footbridge across SH2 to Manor Park.
Haywards is a brand of pickles popular in the United Kingdom. Liven Up Your Food is their slogan. The brand is owned by Mizkan of Japan, and the pickles are produced in Mills Hill Manchester and Bury St Edmunds.
Usage examples of "haywards".
If things worked well she would have an agent and a proper modelling contract, and she would not be working as a manicurist in Haywards by this time next year.
Burke often stayed late in her office up on the management floors of Haywards - she had her own key and code to get in and out.
He saw Shona Burke, nice girl from Haywards, one of the many people in Dublin who had been asked to look out for premises for the new catering company.
Because she was considered the very public face of Haywards, she was often asked to such things.
She had been extremely helpful behind the scenes, coming on from her work at Haywards, changing into jeans and taking out her rubber gloves to protect her hands: she did all the menial jobs anyone could give her.
Her mother in a soft, flattering green wool dress that had set her sister back a small fortune at Haywards and with her hair nicely styled, had no idea how well she looked.
To raise a glass to posh people in Haywards referring to us as fancy caterers?
She had asked everything about his father and nothing at all about Marcella, who had left him, had refused to accept his calls into Haywards and had not even come back to collect her clothes.
Hannah Mitchell came in, hair freshly done, new heather-coloured wool suit, carrying parcels in Haywards bags, fussing about her fur coat, wondering very oversolicitously if the table was all right for Cathy.
They saw Shona Burke having dinner with two of the senior Haywards people.
She looked so gorgeous in her short white uniform with the blue Haywards logo, her long slim legs in dark navy tights and her cloud of dark hair like a halo around her tiny face.
He could see Cathy and himself taking the tray of bread into Haywards, the van with its jaunty little logo.
Marcella had taken two days off work and arrived home with a selection of Haywards garments for both of them.
He wanted to be sure why Haywards thought it a good idea to go downmarket when they had designer rooms and a very wealthy clientele.
He listened intelligently while Shona explained that Haywards was busy encouraging the younger shopper, women in their twenties who would buy three or four outfits for summer or a whole holiday wardrobe rather than those who paid a fortune for two items.