R J Britton

The Boy with Two Names R J Britton

.."."Geronimo!" Down we swung with our weapon. The splintered arm struck the cow in the belly with Sid and me falling left and right. A thunderous bang went off. A cloud of green gas and putrid khaki slime shot up and spread out like a blanket...."The Boy With Two Names moved from the Ballarat gold fields to the Richmond River Town of Ballina. He recorded his youth in a series of personal diaries which his wife found and locked herself in the toilet with them while he battered on the door to no avail. Roger's kids thought his adventures were so funny they insisted he publish them. Why did he wait till he was 75 years old to do so? He had to wait till most of his friends had died so he couldn't be sued. Book 1 covers my family history and life from 1943 to 1960. If your interest has been tickled you may like to read his two following books which tell of his life as a teacher and his latter life as a reluctant old age pensioner.