
61. GOD KNOWS, BROWN NOSE
July 18, 2008No need to ask who stood before him. Read the rest of this entry ?

No need to ask who stood before him. Read the rest of this entry ?

8PM at Geoff Derwent’s big brass door knocker. Bang, bang, bang. Read the rest of this entry ?

The following Thursday evening Maddy Quigley strode onto the Oval like a sumo wrestling racewalker. A brick in one hand and a twenty metre tape measure in the other. He called one of the juniors over and thrust one end of the tape towards him.
“Stand there in the goal square Bluey and hold that.” Read the rest of this entry ?

There was a good turnout at the city Oval for the afternoon rumpus – nineteen guys and nine girls. Good weather for it as well – clear and comfortably warm. Read the rest of this entry ?

The following Monday morning, Joel walked into Maths class and looked towards Layla’s desk. Yes! She’s back! Read the rest of this entry ?

[Layla]:
“Right girls, I’m off. Here’s my ride coming now.”
[Catherine]:
“No way. You get your parents to pick you up? You only live ten minutes up the road.”
[Layla]:
“Not that kind of ride. More like a fairground ride. Look there.”
Labouring and lumbering down Robinson Street was a long, blonde Joel in his Port Adelaide footy outfit. Read the rest of this entry ?

Yes, I’m Joel from Horsham.
The first time I saw Layla was very memorable. Me and a few footy mates (Port all the way!) were hanging around inside the St. Brigid’s College main entrance. It was the start of a new school year and we were waiting to get acquainted with year 9 personnel and protocols. Read the rest of this entry ?