It was Wednesday, this week just gone. I had just left the company of my friend and collaborator Brian Nankervis (his hair was coiffed - if you would like to build an image.) and was driving down Fitzroy St in St Kilda. Beautiful day from memory But in truth, how reliable is a memory that has been through the kind of trauma that was about to unfold befo…
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