cape horn, ear rings and eating with your feet on the table
That suave chap over there drinking a soy caff lat with skim - the one with an ear ring - he needs respect.
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Apr 30
tangiers in 1964, without punctuation. the dancing boys.
so we wandered away deeper into this city that william s burroughs loved so hard looking for any imprint kerouac made but beaches aren't solid on permanence are they.
surfers who work ~ drugs of choice
The taking of drugs during the working day is completely unacceptable and is not condoned by the writer, except ..... /read on
the nimbin route from byron
The Hippy buses from Byron to Nimbin - an observation of the life within.
the balconies
So hard to resist the welcome breath of a summer north-easter, and the allure of that bone white arc of Bondi.
the remembering and the telling
catching waves, where does it feel best - in the remembering or in the telling
filicudes of fivedock ~ a saga in 3 parts ~ chapt 3
The Bankers, the Griffith businessmen, the fighter and his entourage all engage in the carnage of the closing scenes - there will be blood.
filicudes of fivedock ~ a saga in 3 parts ~ chapt 2
part 2 - the fighter arrives unexpectedly, the kitchen is in uproar, the dogs must be fed.
filicudes of fivedock ~ a saga in 3 parts ~ chapt 1
a saga of great proportions, and everybody is an italian - it ends in guns. a revisit.
the harvest cafe at newrybar and chef shannon – his bottle and his knife.
The Harvest Cafe stands just a little south of the Bangalow turn-off and is the only offering of fine food on the highway ..... It is recommended for a superior nosh either going to or coming from the border points.
hannah montana made me surf
Back before we read Nick Carroll’s illuminating opinion in the last edition of Kurungabaa - ‘ The New Sarcasm ‘ - the sight of this particular abomination would have set us off on a torrent of abuse and bitter criticism.
chas smith has his own peculiar demons
Questions, questions and questions - nevertheless Chas Smith, we need you in the surfing press, you and your like - you make us think.
the maggot
Monty would raid anything binned up on the footpath outside a retail outlet; lingerie, old calendars, book bins, litre bottles of Corsican chardonnay, apples and bananas.
surfers who work: what to eat?
A famished bricklayer, who has little objection to the taste of his own bitten down and encrusted fingernails, will hurl an untasted fresh baked steak and onion pie to the ground in a fury at having to consider eating the unordered onions. A cautionary tale about life in a building site.
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