You go, Cowboy!
October 3rd 2010 “If anyone wants a killer, come and see me after,” called the compere as we waited for the first of the afternoon’s activities to begin. “Saves ’em being taken back to Dubbo. Get yourselves a killer,” he urged.
My ears did a double-take, rewinding the last few seconds. And then remembered.
Welcome to the bush. Where men are men, and sheep are afraid. Or, more accurately, in the
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