Ah the bravado of youth; gung ho antics that border on a death wish. As we were driving through the National park on our way to Bundeena, where we were planning to camp the night, there were many sick of living antics to partake in or observe. A bong was liberally being passed around and…
I do not know where the motor bike came from, but I do know that nobody owned it; thus the severe hammering it was receiving that afternoon up in Tempe tip. By the time I got there the boys had worked out a makeshift race track on which they were competing for the fastest time.…
One evening after consuming a large amount of beers down at Jonno’s house, we decided to take the festivities up onto the roof. John, Mick and I took a couple of beers each and climbed up the flimsy ladder at the back of the house onto the slated roof. I don’t know how long we…
I do not know how my mates obtained the Go-kart, but it was there and nobody seemed to own it. My mates had hauled it up the steep dirt hill into the local tip and were taking turns joyriding. Since nobody actually owned it the guys were not bothering too much about being gentle with…
MINDLESS MUSINGS 