The little town of Banjo Bay sits proudly in the cove,
Welcoming her sons home from their toil,
Her harbor filled with laughter, her streets bedecked with love,
A place for growing up and growing old.
The morning sun shines down upon the busy little forge,
Sidney Armstrong at the anvil stands,
The mighty bellows suck and blow, the fiery furnace [...]
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Sidney Armstrong copyright Catherine Turner
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Old Salt – copyright Catherine Ann Turner
Posted in Tales From Banjo Bay on February 20, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The little town of Banjo Bay
Sits proudly in the cove
Welcoming her sons home from their toil
Her harbour filled with laughter
Her streets bedecked with love
A place for growing up and growing old
The evening sun shines down
Upon a restless rolling sea
That brings the weary fisherman to port
It gently laps the peeling paint
of Lady Eveline
And sprays the silvery [...]
Charlie Bright – copyright Catherine Ann Turner
Posted in Tales From Banjo Bay on February 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The little town of Banjo Bay
Sits proudly in the cove
Welcoming her sons home from their toil
Her harbour filled with laughter
Her streets bedecked with love
A place for growing up and growing old
Charlie Bright the butcher’s boy
Rides his trusty bike
Along the quiet streets of Banjo Bay
His basket filled with sausages,
Bacon, chops and tripe
Delivering the orders of the [...]
