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Terrance the Townie was rolling, rolling, rolling. Then he paused. Woody the Pinhole was exposing, exposing, exposing. The Foolish Donkey has made its decision that this image is special.
It’s been over 25 years since I first walked off a plane (the milk-run from Canberra to Darwin via most ports in between) and onto the dusty tarmac at the airport, to then walk into the large corrugated shed with … Continue reading
Terrance, h3rg1dri529 and I rode to the post office and shops. We walked home. Not too far from home, Terrance’s basket snapped. In the middle of the road. Whilst we were walking through the bicycle/pedestrian crossing with a red light.
This is Terrance, having a wee break towards the end of the path on the way to work: he’s a poser, he is.
This is Terrance the Townie making a detour on the ride to work to have a visit with That Rock. The sea has more than a few stitching issues – but I’m good with that.