Origins...

My heritage is to be perfectly honest, is boring, I have no real exotic blood that sounds really cool. No stereotypical love for the Fig tree like the Greek’s and no mythological theory’s on fascinating gods. Despite all this, my back yard growing up was at grandparents’ house; my stomping ground, quite romantically as a Collingwood supporter, was in the once beachside paradise of Frankston. Lol (Laugh Out Loud)
The typical, although now that I reminisce somewhat dull backyard consisted (deliberate use of past hence; the house has now succumbed to the modern phenomenon of sub division) an extremely large area of kikuyu (Pennisetum clandestinum) lawn, the rusted Hill’s Hoist, and abundance of fruit tree’s (Most predominant was the classic lemon tree’s [Citrus limon].) All this complemented by tin shed for amateur tinkling, the backyard was full of Australian backyard trends.
 With frequent barbeques and complete range of people, both good and bad; despite the stereotypical somewhat boring heritage; the classic Australian backyard provided an extremely interesting and unique upbringing.

     

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