Slightly crazy writer and passionate educator for those who struggle
We have a show called the Ekka
It’s in early August each year
The show is fantastic
Full of life and laughter
Showbags, fashion parades,
Wood chops, tent pegging
Over priced goldfish to win
Chickens with plumage on display
Beef cattle and dairy parades
Goats and horses
The Country comes to Town
Arts and crafts
Cakes and bickies
Firemen and strawberry sundaes
Sheep dog trials, Fireworks
And don’t forget the wind
Bitter and cold
Lazy to the extreme
It can’t be bothered to go around.
The bloody wind goes through you.