pumping through the pork
07
Aug
Aug
One Winters weekend, in the heart of the central west tablelands bush, there was a spirited three-year-old named Chayce. Chayce was no ordinary toddler; he was a little adventurer with a love for the great outdoors. Every weekend, Chayce would join his mum and dad for thrilling pig hunting trips. Chayce was quite the skilled…
04
May
May
Well, the planned retirement didn’t last too long. My oldest son manages an almond orchard in a fairly remote area not too far from where I live and he has a real battle getting labour, consequently apart from a couple of permanent mainstays the workforce is mainly backpackers with very limited experience, requiring fairly constant…
