Tippytoe

Auntie Marg was down from Magnet and me and Lee played cricket out the back with the littlies to get some air and keep them busy. Now and then a batter would really get onto one and the ball'd go out through the doublegee paddock towards the train tracks and someone'd have to go tippy-toeing through all that shit to get it.

White shirt now red, my bloody nose Sleepin', you're on your tippy toes.