Friday, August 12, 2016
Tuesday, August 2, 2016
Wait for it! I wrote a book, a totally self indulgent narration together with hopelessly puerile attempts at rhyming prose.
It all about a boy growing up in Woolloomooloo and moving and travelling to many places in this great country called Australia.
Interspersed with several images and written with no respect to decent humour, it may present a feeling of 'cultural cringe'. So be it.
Available from GOOGLE PLAY BOOKS, search for "FROM THE CITY TO THE BUSH", author; JOHN D FARLEY.
Typically; "Dunny Carters Hat, Night Soil Carters Hat, Shit Carters Hat, Poo Carters Hat, Night Carters Hat, Dunny Can Carters Hat. Wel...
ACTUALLY, it’s “ROW YOU BASTADS, ROW”. This rhyming BUSHY poem is full of Australiana, it has certain lingua franca that may offend, DO NOT...
A large pod of #Bottle Nosed #Dolphins passing by the Brunswick River, NSW, OZ.