These stories are not about the landed gentry or the classical idea of the stockman but are a wide range of events that demonstrate the unique nature of ordinary bush people. Each one stands alone. From the pilot of a light aircraft caught in bad weather to a half cast aboriginal from a foster home seeking his identity back in his old hometown. From a lonely old man on a park seat outside his nursing home to an expatriate from Urandangi who falls in love with a refugee from the fighting in Bosnia after rescuing her cat from a light pole. Some pose questions like the man in a hospital bed after a near death experience who tries to understand the afterlife through physics or two boys, snug in their tree house trying to understand the sexual adventures of their respective parents in the house below. The interactions between the city folk and the bush people are a part of the story of Dancing Memories while My Red Notebook highlights the stultifying effects of an unhappy marriage on a person who wants to fly. I hope the reader can enjoy the stories for their own sake as a good relaxing read.