The ‘G’. The ground that draws a crowd. This is the time of the year when everyone’s attention turns to football – in Australia at least. In the US they broadcast the game we love and created at 3am when you are all in bed sound asleep but there are a few of you I […]
Month: September 2018
Wild days
Oh but for those wild days Where the yardarm greets the sun I could abate the little bird And be the only one Who stands upon a portal And sings upon a rock Who nestles in the silent night Walking to the expanse of the dock Why jump; one thinks and ponders Why […]
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