the next headland
Writing about an six-year old watching a bull-shark chomping into the transom as his granddad was trying to row ashore took a night or two. Then there was the suitcase full on money washed ashore overnight, found by our lad and used to play monopoly until the police arrived.
There are deserted gold mines, cyclones, big Ginge the cat, four large dogs and a chook pen ruled by Chester the cockerel. And Monty, the hermit who comes by from time to time.
Planned publication by Bennison Books in 2019