Bullets over Broadway, pellets over Pirie

Dad lived in Peterborough for a while as a little boy. His father worked in a betting shop opposite the Federal Hotel and joined the AIF when France fell. The family moved back to Port Pirie and Dad became a carpenter and married Margaret. Before long, with six little mouths to feed, Dad opened Ken Madigan Sports Store in Ellen Street. He sold hockey sticks, … Continue reading Bullets over Broadway, pellets over Pirie

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Joy Baluch and the Bullshit Bulletin

One Monday morning in 1989 I rocked up in Port Augusta to start my new job as Editor of The Transcontinental. My boss was standing out the front of the office in his pink shirt and grey Farrah slacks having breakfast – a can of Coke and a Camel. He showed me my desk and said to yell out if I needed anything fancy like … Continue reading Joy Baluch and the Bullshit Bulletin

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