Mary Ann Green had lyrebird for breakfast, that first morning in the valley. Cooked in a billy by her new husband George. She had been in England her whole life. George Green promised he would write once he had madeRead more…
Mary Ann Green had lyrebird for breakfast, that first morning in the valley. Cooked in a billy by her new husband George. She had been in England her whole life. George Green promised he would write once he had madeRead more…