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Essays & Memoir|Granta 70
Essays & Memoir|Granta 70
New New World
Peter Conrad
‘I left Australia at the age of twenty, carrying with me everything I thought I would need.’
Fiction|Granta 70
Fiction|Granta 70
Aquifer
Tim Winton
‘Through the open window I smelt dead lupin and for a long time forgot my age.’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 70
Essays & Memoir|Granta 70
Marrying Eddie
Robyn Davidson
‘By the end of our journey together we had signally failed to understand each other, yet an unlikely, even unprecedented connection had formed.’
Fiction|Granta 70
Fiction|Granta 70
True History of the Kelly Gang, First Part
Peter Carey
‘I lost my own father at 12 yrs. of age and know what it is to be raised on lies and silences’.
Poetry|Granta 70
Poetry|Granta 70
The New Hieroglyphics
Les Murray
‘Rice in bowl with chopsticks / denotes food. Figure 1 lying prone equals other.’
Fiction|Granta 70
Fiction|Granta 70
Pobby and Dingan
Ben Rice
“I’m looking for my daughter’s imaginary friends and you’d better bloody well believe it, mate!”
Essays & Memoir|Granta 70
Essays & Memoir|Granta 70
The Weeping Pom
Howard Jacobson
‘I hold the view that Australia is a more sweetly civilized country than England, but I don’t want people to think I’ve gone soft in the head.’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 70
Essays & Memoir|Granta 70
The Road to Ginger Riley’s
Paul Toohey
‘Mike Fordham lies under a makeshift canvas shelter at the turn-off, dying.’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 70
Fiction|Granta 70
Fiction|Granta 70
War Work
Frank Moorhouse
‘It was like the voice from a gramophone with a worn needle.’
Fiction|Granta 70
Fiction|Granta 70
Mate
Kate Grenville
‘He’d bought the Akubra and the elastic-sided boots but anyone could see he was a city bugger.’
Fiction|Granta 70
Fiction|Granta 70
Voyage South
Murray Bail
‘The decks are brick red, the colour of old Australian verandas, as are the metal steps, the rails gloss white.’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 70
Essays & Memoir|Granta 70
My Father’s Australia
Thomas Keneally
My ninety-two-year-old father, like many of his generation, grew up in the bush and lives...