Chloe Roweth
His Father's Fiddle
Joe Marshall warms slippered feet by morning fire, nursing pannikin tea. “Hot as hell, black as sin, sweet as a woman.” A dawn mantra....
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Chloe Roweth
3 min
In the Deep End
David Broughton stares through sheeting rain, across Sydney city traffic, at the adversarial pub door. He has walked the block twice, in...
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Chloe Roweth
3 min
Flying Jim
Shivery shadow walls stretch forever above. I’m off with Jim on another grand bush adventure. We’re holding fast to Li-los, shooting on a...
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Chloe Roweth
3 min
Breathe
Just a breather. Charlie Johnson is half-way down, resting on the landing to quiet his temple roar, now louder than the trains below. He...
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Chloe Roweth
4 min
Forever, and No Time at All
Night falls, a piece-perfect puzzle. David Broughton wipes Napoli pizza grease on blue jeans, and holds cool pinball glass. Achingly...
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Chloe Roweth
3 min
Kiss Goodbye
Space Ace Frehley is pacing, raving, furious. He’s only halfway through applying his make-up… So more accurately, it’s half Ace from The...
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Chloe Roweth
5 min
Music Room
Not scared, no. Not David Broughton. He dodges alarms, and shimmies down three floors from the top dorm window, wedged shoulder to heel...
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Chloe Roweth
11 min
Elsewhere
The stained brown, yellow vinyl lounge is folding me in… Stone paralysis. Four left standing, four rum tumblers, four am - ‘Elsewhere’...
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Chloe Roweth
7 min
The Bridge
I can’t believe it. Where’s me sleep-in? First day of the hols tomorrow, and I’ve set an alarm… Me new alarm clock - the one that Nanny...
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Chloe Roweth
9 min
A Dog's Life
“To the lions…” Sally pushed him back stage, both laughing loons. “Sit there, shut up, be ready”, fold-back sound-guy grace. Now David...
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Chloe Roweth
1 min
Song
David’s earliest memory… Christmas, and clinging koala-like to his dear Nan’s hip, and waltzing giddy “You are my sunshine, my only…” How...
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Chloe Roweth
2 min
Welcome To My Nightmare
A rich smear of first light autumn sun pushed past the big gum on the eastern ridge, poured across the lambing paddock, swept aside the...
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Chloe Roweth
1 min
Life Sucks
The new little Mazda slid into the corner too fast, and Wayne Rogan braced. He knew he was in trouble, and cursed the damned lamb-marking...
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Chloe Roweth
1 min
Love Hurts
The fly-screen hung from the window frame, and flies buzzed without favour - inside and out. Shaun didn’t notice. His aching shearer’s...
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Chloe Roweth
3 min
Coughing Fit
The fibro-shelled kitchen-dining leaves no room to swing a cat. The table runs near wall to wall, eroded smooth, and sat on weary lino -...
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Chloe Roweth
2 min
Standing in the Rain
That summer inched by, an unrelenting crawl of hot, dry, dusty days. Lindy’s last school holidays before high school - she had wanted...
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Chloe Roweth
1 min
Fear
“Sleep light, wake early” - Lieutenant Liffey’s nightly advice, until the day he himself failed to heed it… And then… Now back with his...
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Chloe Roweth
5 min
Mr Moran
Shrinking days, early frost… the late autumn chill didn’t help Mick’s icy mood. But it was the job that currently left him cold. His...
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Chloe Roweth
3 min
The Party
“Hello…?” “Out-back.” A western-suburbs-Sydney hundred-in-the-shade summer’s day, and the party had fallen under the backyard’s only tree...
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Chloe Roweth
1 min