tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753486518085091399.post1257919865960369273..comments2024-03-29T17:12:19.648+13:00Comments on Bowalley Road: Keeping Watch Over America's Lake.Chris Trotterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09081613281183460899noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753486518085091399.post-82424558819940179202015-03-14T12:51:29.866+13:002015-03-14T12:51:29.866+13:00And life continues, only the names change.And life continues, only the names change.peteswriteplacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04474922953916383101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753486518085091399.post-90920722757344822302015-03-10T15:10:37.742+13:002015-03-10T15:10:37.742+13:00I'm not sure that we can necessarily character...I'm not sure that we can necessarily characterise precolonial governments of Pacific Islands nations as paragons of virtue, which possibly should have been made clear in the article. Is not as if we've been seducing virgins here. Still, when elephants fight it's the grass that suffers as they say.Guerilla Surgeonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03427876447124021423noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753486518085091399.post-47203267883624214862015-03-10T10:42:29.331+13:002015-03-10T10:42:29.331+13:00"raddled with blood "
Love it. I assume ..."raddled with blood "<br />Love it. I assume you coined that Chris and that you, like myself, came up on a sheep farm but but I found just one former instance:<br />"I looked closer and saw the dark-skinned body, raddled with blood from a great sword wound across the neck" - The Sea Road<br /> By Margaret ElphinstoneBrewerstroupehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13011600547966200031noreply@blogger.com