Pompous Old Judge

The old judge throw’s his head back as he decides on how he is going to deal with me the head back shit is supposed to lend itself to show his intellectual prowess, a type of legal superiority, Mr. Daly, pausing as if to add more impact on his words of wisdom I find...

Mad Mick Putting Gun To My Head

Playing pool for money in pubs is not to smart, Everyone is far too drunk this was a big drinking day more like a drench than a drink, Mick plays pool with me is blind drunk and a sore loser, he want to fight me and I hold my hand on his forehead he swing wildly and...

#122: Learning To Sell

This hotel was pretty sick trade wise so we concentrated on the bottle shop, it had a two lane drive inn on one side of the pub in Station St, and was one of the busiest corners for traffic in Melbourne, I seen all this traffic as free advertising, when cars were...

Des Brunt

Another of nature’s gentlemen was the owner of one of the sawmills Des Brunt. As tough as they come, Des ruled his men with an iron fist, his men were a real bunch of misfits, all these sawmill guys were strong and fit muscles in their shit, they were hard men, and...