The Melbourne agenda
July 27th 2006 The flight down from Darwin was mercifully only about 4 hours, as I was sitting between 2 not so petite ladies who insisted on encroaching on my space. The younger one's opening words to me were "So how does it feel to be the thorn sitting between 2 roses?", and things didn't improve from there.
As expected, Melbourne was cold and foggy, and I was the only person wandering around in T-shirt an
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