Memoir - PacificEdge

Life in an inner urban share house at the opening of the decade of the 1980s was interesting, busy and

One cold, windy afternoon I pass a man playing sax on the Sussex-Goulburn street corner and I look down the

It was in 1978, after a late night start and very little sleep, that a search party set out on

Solitude and reverence for the mountains experienced on a solo walk along the Overland Track in the Spring of 1980

It was a grand weekend adventure to climb Mt Anne but, unknown to the climbers, it was to be their

It's a long time ago now, it seems, but my first jump went well though my second went a little

Meetings with remarkable people and with remarkable books can leave an influence long after they have gone from your life.

The meaning of a large white aircraft remembered from childhood becomes clear decades later...

It’s a morning ritual. Pick up the surfboard not long after sunrise has paled the eastern sky and descend through

A story of a temporary but longer than anticipated immersion in working class culture...

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