The last leg home
Only a publican for nine months, this ex-Sunshine Coast guy had taken the turnover from $5000 a week to $11000 a week. His was almost always booked out.
Continue reading →Only a publican for nine months, this ex-Sunshine Coast guy had taken the turnover from $5000 a week to $11000 a week. His was almost always booked out.
Continue reading →She came out with a fabric shopping bag, which had in it a beanie and inside the beanie was a baby Wallaroo. This little guy was tiny, and had simply been hanging around in a bag on a hook by the bar, while she worked behind the counter
Continue reading →We called in at the pub, entering the bar, the first thing that was apparent was emptiness. Just empty, no tables or chairs, no people only high stools around the bar. It was a long building with paraphernalia around the walls and on the rafters, and at the far end the one piece of furniture was a pool table.
Continue reading →I certainly wasn’t thinking of aliens, aliens hadn’t crossed my mind at all before we stopped at Wycliffe Well for petrol.
Continue reading →The link these people had to the rest of the world was a single strand of steel wire and the sound of the Morse code clacker. This wire was the connection between Europe and Australia by overland telegraph to Singapore and then cable from there to Darwin.
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