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You’d better like your flatties, If you’re coming to the shack, You’d better like your sauso’s And your lamb chops good and black. ~ You’d better like your screen doors With a squeak and then a bang, Your cricket match with salt And your night’s sleep filled with sand. ~  You’d better like your mornings Infused with motor oil, And your evenings spiced with smoke From the back deck mozzie […]

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Shack School

Ah January, you’re a funny old bugger. I find your laconic, childful ways rather frustrating at times. I do love my activity and my routine, that’s just how I am, so when I’m one day sitting down to a long lunch and the next day lugging gas bottles in my nightie, I’m very often having to take a deep breath and remind myself to practice ‘radical acceptance’ (look it up, it’s […]

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