YEP, THE BUGGER GALLOPED THROUGH MY 'PC' AND TRASHED MY DATA AGAIN.
Ah well, back in action.
We have had a rugged coupla' weeks here on the northern NSW coast. Hail stones as big as your head, well, golf ball size and bigger, caused vast damage to property and Rural crops. Fortuneately no serious injuries to the citizens. They, that is, the weather people, (remember them?, they forecast fine weather then take their umbrellas to work), have warned of another bad storm season, gives my mob, (the S.E.S) SOMETHING TO DO! Regards john f.
Somehow, my agenda is not clear, but, if you can relate to a boy growing up in THE BUSH and THE CITY, vocations and interests, the many schools, my family, then we are getting close to a simple story. John Farley thinks he has an autobiography that many people will recognise, were you a new person at school, times 12?, were you a milkman, a volunteer. Have you lived on Sheep Stations, been a paperboy in Woolloomooloo.
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