By Aloha Sailor. This tape was given to me by my friend Dom. These days he’s living in Ravenshoe on the Atherton Tablelands in a decaying house his Polish grandfather bestowed on him. I went to visit him there in January of 2011. When I was there he wasn’t sleeping much as he was convinced he was being eaten by bugs, which were particularly bad in his room. He would have three baths a day and spray himself regularly with highly toxic chemicals designed to combat chicken-lice. On the subject of chickens, he was also in the midst of a falling out with the new rooster and would complain about his ineptitude constantly. It was true that this rooster showed no leadership qualities and seemed to have no concept of time. We were often woken in the middle of the night by the rooster crowing. Other fun activities on my holiday to Far North Queensland included banjo playing, mushroom hunting, pigeon catching, rope swinging into the dirty brown river and buggin’ out in the h
