Kiki of the Coorong: not a Mary Grant Bruce book, but a very very small town a bit before Tailem Bend (I'll use lots of technical terms like 'a bit before' because I'm lucky to remember what state a town is in, let alone recall real distances from anything). Kiki doesnt have many other features to distract you from the "Recycled Wireworks Gallery", run by Maggie and David (I think, I dunno, I was hungry at that point). On, in and around the little miners cottage on the highway, were his family of incredible wire/ metal/ glass/ceramic sculptures which made me glad he didn't offer to shake hands - he'd have crushed mine with the strength he must have developed in his, using just pliers to bring these creations to larger than life-sized life. Wish I had taken a photo of the the "wire surfer on the wire wave" - that was just magnificent, as you might guess from the detail in the sculptures I did snap outside. Very groovy. Lots of bed springs. And antique barbed wire, we were told!
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