Tagged: story

The Gap Water Hole Before the boat in the water hole met the sad disintegrating end, that David described in his story � The...

Helen, Tom and me were on our way to the Milton Public School one day and we got to talking about memory. I was...

The trouble with being born in September was that my birthday would always fall at the same time as the Gideon Convention. These were...

We had so much to do in those early years at Straddie, and yet we had none of the appliances we all need today...

We are all trapped by our genes. Traits are handed down the family line over which we have no control – from our forefathers...

I always knew my older brother had many talents and rather (lets say) special skills. What shone out to “Sam the salesman” though, were...

Fishing + Stradbroke. Aaaahhh – for Pip and David there can be no more heavenly match. There was beach fishing (for those “fishing challenged”...

Most things at Straddy are set in stone, Like the southerly blow with its whistle and moan, Like the tree shady beaches all white...

Hi, I�m Sam. We may have never met, but when you have finished reading my stories you will know me all too well. Sadly,...