A Simpler TimeĪlmost everything we did for fun cost little or no money. This book Now Available at Amazon in Kindle and Paperback format and orderable via your Local Bookstore. That bike guided me through the streets of the childhood we shared. I had a second-hand, single-gear Oxford with a frayed couch cushion tied on for a seat. In any case, I’ll have you home in toime for tea. If you’re really lucky, I’ll let you ride my dragster complete with sissy bar, chunky gearstick and speedo, but only if you give me a Peach Moove. To a lost era, and a vastly different Australia. Join me on a ten-speed Malvern Star bike ride back to where we came from. A time of manic innocence, of euphoric adventure and discovery in adult hindsight the equal of any designer drug experience and of which, surely, Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn would have been envious. It was a childhood full of fireworks, and not without attendant injuries. One night a year, the infinite normality of the suburbs was shot with utter magic. If my birthday celebrated my birth, Christmas the birth of Christ, then Crackernight was my childhood’s annual pagan festival. Crackernight was a night of skyrockets, bungers, po-hahs, thunders, Tom Thumbs, ball-shooters, throwdowns, Roman candles, blazing parachutes, Catherine wheels and more.
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