Andy Clarke opened up and gave us a bit of his new biography, which inspired me to give a little of my own in response.
Well don’t tell anybody in the Australian government, but I am the son of a man who emigrated from the UK in the early 70’s, who misbehaved so badly he was quickly deported back to England. Oh the irony!
My mother, being the old fashioned type, dutifully returned with her errant husband, only to divorce him and hook up with a knife throwing Romanian. Life was a whirlwind of glinting steel and candy floss, which I quickly tired of, and so moved out of the horse drawn caravan we called home, and into the wide world.
After several years stowed away in the depths of a P&O cross channel ferry I set foot on Australian soil. By good
forgingfortune, I now call Australia home.Scott Swabey, aka Lafinboy
The truth, embelished truth, or false truth? A bit from each pot maybe. Buy me a beer and I’ll let you know which bit comes from which pot.
Hey Dr Jon, would be good to meet another of the Swabey clan. Look me up when you’re next here.
So you’re in Oz now! I must look you up the next time I’m in NSW…
That knife-throwing Romanian sure got around! 🙂