I Remember when I was a Boy
Scariest childhood memory by far was waking shortly before sunrise as kids with my little brother in our thin tarp like tent cover.
Tens if not a hundred Giants in our slumber were stumbling around our camp and trying to eat us firstly by licking and taste testing our outer dewy dodgey wet shelter.
Back then in Wonnangatta Valleys we could piss bolt back to Dad’s main campsite through only ankle deep Cattle grass at best too.
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