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Hello Reader it's time once again to touch base. My father was a farmer who turned his hand to anything where he could make enough money to feed the family. We trapped rabbits throughout Victoria, New South Wales and South Australia. Mined gold for some time in Western Australia. Dad also farmed wheat and sheep in Western Australia until a flood wiped out the crops and the bank threatened to foreclose. This was back in the 60s. Dad sold the farm, paid off the bank, and we moved back to South...
Hello Reader it's time once again to touch base. I was sitting in the car outside the chemist yesterday, waiting for my partner to return, when a young man came down the street pushing a shopping trolley loaded with empty cans and bottles. He carried an overstuffed backpack on his shoulder and wore clothes which appeared to have been slept in. He paused at the street side garbage bin in front of our car and went through its enclosed rubbish searching for those empty treasures. We have our...
Hello Reader. Continuing our 1969 Queensland adventure. After cutting East, we headed north from Miles through Taroom and across the mountains towards Cracow. It wasn't raining in this part of Queensland, and the roads were dry, dusty, potholed, and rough. The mountain road, no wider than two vehicles. A sharp drop off on the downside and a steep bank of rocks, trees (both alive and dead) and underbrush on the other. Dad out in front with the car and caravan, my brother Des in the centre...