G’Day Mob,
One of the things I love about
this writing caper is the interesting people you meet and places you find, which
in turn tends to shunt your life in the most amazing directions.
Three years ago I was asked to
write a story on the Australian Opal Centre in Lightning Ridge for R.M
Williams Outback. Last month I found myself 18m underground shovelling dirt
into a wheel barrow. Seems B and I have become opal miners and I have the role
of pit pony.
How the hell did that happen?
