An open letter to Stonefield
As I watched you play, Stonefield, I took in the crowd around me. Toward the front – up against the barrier – were groups of males in their 20s and 30s, beers in hand, cheering and leering at you. You probably noticed them.
Song of the day – 287: The Fizzbombs
Well. I had to, didn’t I? After yesterday’s Song Of The Day.








