Tuesday, December 20, 2011

DAY FIFTEEN


This afternoon, Dave and I broke down.
We played ball, and lost the ball, and retrieved the ball.
For three hours. 
Boredom and delirium struck. 
Then the rack of man (RACV man, duh) came, as Dave so eloquently put it,
from 'truck, truck land'.

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