Likewise to others. I met Malcolm a few times, mostly at the Paekakariki Lookout; we seemed to cross paths a few times there. Funny though, as I spend a bit of time in Tawa.
I've added to the stuff article. If we are to ban sports people die in, let's target lawn bowls. Damned dangerous sport that one
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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