A man of the outback, a little stooped, with an inbuilt toughness and strong sense of character recognised in the firmness of his handshake.
Tim's lined weather-beaten face, was a friendly face, with twinkling blue-grey eyes and a direct honest gaze shining forth beneath his battered much loved Akubra.
Tim's skin was burnt mahogany brown from years spent outdoors during his working life as a Drover on Queensland Cattle runs Riding the stock routes in blinding dust storms, swimming across flooded creeks after unexpected rains, spending weeks in the saddle under the harsh summer sun.
Tim and I enjoyed a yarn in the shade of the building whilst he rolled his own cigarette before attending to the day's tasks requiring the use of his many talents about the motel grounds at the Roadhouse at Bedourie with Dawg, a friendly Fox-terrier, his constant companion.
- AMJB
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I've looked at all your pictures, they're wonderful.
It's very interesting, the stories you tell with the pictures, and how they are woven into the pieces you write.
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