I didn’t want to follow Manly but my daughter insisted. Then the club committee noticed me on the hill so they invited me to sit with them one day and I behaved my backside off and ultimately became their No. 1 ticket holder, which is one of the highest states to which a humble Homo sapien can rise short of actually playing first grade rugby league.
I ran into Tim Page at the airport on Horn Island in the Torres Strait a few weeks ago on my way back from my trip to the north-eastern Torres Strait islands of Boigu and Saibai islands that I wrote about here and here. Like a lot of people I was broadly familiar with Tim’s […]