I've mentioned before that I spent my early years on Groote Eylandt, off the coast of the Northern Territory. My memories of the place are like lots of little dreams. But they are happy dreams.Last night I came across a letter that my Dad had written to some friends back home in Sydney, dated April 8th, 1979. I was interested to see a brief paragraph about me--
Ben wanders around the yard with very little, if anything on and seems to be fairly contented except for continual diarrhea that he can't seem to shake off.Thirty years later, the only thing that's changed is that I don't have a yard.
8 comments:
eww disturbing!
Why were you there? It sounds quite mystical. I've read about it in the papers before and stuff, but you lived there!
my folks were up there with CMS. We lived in a little Aboriginal town called Anguragu for 5 years.
ps- sorry to disturb you. It was mostly a joke. Mostly.
hahaha! That's so cute and funny. Thanks for posting.
Oh, dear...well, I think at least you dress quite modestly now...:)
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Don't like to be pick but the map is a bit skewiff. This is what it looks like. DAD
http://maps.google.com/maps?ndsp=21&um=1&hl=en&client=safari&rls=en-us&q=groote%20eylandt%20map&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&tab=il
This satelite version is even better
http://maps.google.com/maps?ndsp=21&um=1&hl=en&client=safari&rls=en-us&q=groote%20eylandt%20map&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&tab=il
but isn't it just skewiff because it's taken on an agnle and the world is a globe, and not flat?:)
No it just should have North at the Top
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