Early spring, early morning – just sunrise.
Train boarded, tracks rattle.
Central.
Graham* – today’s guardian – guides us.
Through chaotic paths of chaotic people.
Through Central’s cavernous echoing hall.
Through the cavernous echoing main hall of Central Station
Downstairs onto Eddy Avenue.
Green buses lined up headed for the SCG.
The bus of the times.
Grand Final – expectations high.
Early arrival hopefully converts into good seats.
Notes:
* Graham Percy, from No. 28 Guildford Rd, older brother of my friend, Philip. We met the Percy’s back in 7. A Scary Eyeful
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