504. On The Road Again

Yesterday I drove up to Taranaki to see my mate Captain Tinarse before he flies out on his next assignment.

We had a long night that might have involved red wine, and certainly did involve a lot of re-telling remembered lies and stories and jokes.

They joy of it is not just catching up with a friend, but also the drive itself. Not a bad place to live, really.



About Ned Davy

By hokey, the big fella’s tipped into his 50s. A rangy loose forward in his prime, good with the ball in hand, but rarely up with the play any more.
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