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Was emailing with Jerry (Moffatt) and Ben (Moon) yesterday and giggling about when the three of us - and a goat, dossed in the dirt underneath Parisella's Overhang for a month in 1984.
Thirty Two Years Later and we're back; All snuggled up together on a bookshelf in the Melbourne Uni Library (whispering 'who are those Bullock, Lines and McClure chaps, think we know Fawcett and Dawes...') Hilarious!
Wonder why the goat never turned her hoof to writing?
AP.

In reply to AP Melbourne:

Hi Andy

Possibly couldn't find a goat - sorry, ghost - writer.

Ok - I'm going.

In reply to Ian Parsons:

Ta Ian, may PM you later but who's ticked two 'dislikes' for such a harmless thread?
The goat - 'Mean Mother' Steve Lewis christened her, would lead her two kids back to the cave every evening, rustle through our stuff then go and lie down 'til dawn broke. Charming, memorable times indeed.
AP.