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I remember very clearly a curious experience
I had as a small boy with my dad. I was standing next to him on the verandah of my uncle’s
house in Queensland (north east Australia). It
was a home surrounded by sugarcane fields as
far as the eye could see. The late afternoon sky
was aflame with the most astonishing array of
colours, but mostly it was crimson red. My dad
was smiling, and as he rubbed his big meaty
hand on my blonde head he said, “Red sky at
night, shepherd’s delight”.
“Huh?” I said.
He looked down, grinned and said, “Red sky,
Scotty. Red sky at night is a shepherd’s delight. A
RED SKY
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RED SKY
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