IIRCthe younger itchybums used to come roarin outta the long grass hurlin long green things like flax with a galdioli bulb on the end at ya.bloody things stung if they connected.the occasional toitoi arrow(blunt off course also met a target,with cowboy leaving battlefield temporarily (no bloody yellowcards or concussion tests) for mum to sort it ,then bugger ya back to the fray!! barefoot &shorts all summer,shirt and gumboots in the winter and it was a real shit sandwich when ya bloody sisters beat you at ya game.no wonder our rugby wingers developed such good sidesteps.
BTW which of you buggers was an ace tree climber-higher up, thinnest branches or the best Ive ever seen-bloke i knew used to climb pungas(aka bungies)and perch in the crown whilst we took to it with tomahawks.a loud whoop and timber mickey would ride her down.
there was the odd trip which rendered him stone cold but he always got up so that was fine by us.
hehehe try that today you so called tough boys!!!!!!!!!!
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