Coitus is random, children are definite.

And I liked pluralist Australia. I got a taste for pluralist Australia. I like, I like Australians and I can't believe that they're going to go to hell because they tell a good dirty joke, you know.

And I found both literature and the church very dramatic presences in the world of the 1950s.

Thomas was my true name but everyone knew me as Mick, except my mother, who knew me as definitely Michael.

But I was also a brat. I used to belong to a gang that went looking for fights with other gangs.

But in practice Australia - the pluralism of Australia - sorry the sectarianism to an extent stopped at the time you took your uniform off after coming home from school.

Coitus is random, children are definite.