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Sub titled: One stroke of luck can change your life

Frank’s battered hat appears from behind the hill, followed by a raised arm, as if to distinguish his lanky frame from the tree trunks. In many own plantation, we fell willows in February, when there’s still enough heat to get the moisture out of the timber. But this Frank’s first. He’s anxious to see what we’ve grown and today is the only day we managed to align our schedules ahead of summer.

‘Morning Allan.’ His cheeks are the colour of the cool-climate shiraz he’s so fond of drinking…

Second edition (the cover is different to the one pictured)