Poetry is like those little polished stones that you pocketed as a kid, it’s the scars you suffered along the way, the loves that strayed and those who stayed, and it’s the dust on your boots from ...mehr sehenPoetry is like those little polished stones that you pocketed as a kid, it’s the scars you suffered along the way, the loves that strayed and those who stayed, and it’s the dust on your boots from a long long road. Here’s where my road has led me.
I grew up happily as the fourth generation of my family in The Fiji Islands. I was educated, as a boarder from the age of nine, at Kings School and Kings College in Auckland New Zealand before returning to finish my schooldays at The Suva Grammar School. I lived in London for a while, in a flirtation with the stage. In Australia, I met the girl I would marry but returned to Fiji and to Western Samoa where I also lived for a while. Back in Australia I married Pamela, after she had returned to me from South Africa. We have been married now for almost half a century. We have three sons and two grandsons, in all of whom we take great pride.
After a long career in advertising as copywriter, creative director, principal of two advertising agencies carrying my name and a stint as lecturer on the creative process at Bond University, I have now retired from all that and live happily with Pamela right here on the beach on the shores of Queensland’s Moreton Bay. An Australian citizen since 1983, there is a milestone facing north-east in front of our home, down by the water. It reads “Fiji. 2727kms.”weniger sehen