Fatbastard: Blog

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Spring here in the Southern Hemisphere isn't too far away, at least officially, but someone forgot to tell whoever is in charge of the weather. It's still bloody cold for my old bones, and Youtube seems to be feeding me mainly videos about how prehistoric people survived the ice age, or how medieval peasants managed to sleep in winter. That shouldn't affect the amount of time and effort available for writing, but it seems to. Anyway - my original intention to write and post a chapter each week seems to have become a bridge too far. I have barely started Ch 29. Any comment (even critical) would encourage me.

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Passed medically fit to drive for another two years and my wife has returned from another attempt to treat her trout fever, so I have had a bit more time to write. Ch 28 in the queue tomorrow.

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"Glacial" in the sense of very slow and (for here) very cold. My darling wife continues to treat her 'trout fever' without reported success and will be away for a couple more days, and my interest in sea fishing, diving, and that stuff has encouraged me to jump into a legal scrap with our Minister of Fisheries. I am happy that here in NZ, taking a public stand against Govt wrongheadedness is not personally dangerous, but the fight has taken a lot of time lately. Ch 28 (Jax 'n Wax) soon.

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My darling wife is suffering badly from 'Trout Fever'and is away seeking treatment. No trout have so far been harmed! I am still 'busy as' in consequence, and though I have managed to complete and post Ch27, I haven't even started the next one.
Please make a comment!
Please!
Pretty please!

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Even though we are four weeks past the shortest day here in Godzone Country (tongue in cheek just a little), winter proper has just arrived. For many readers, waking to 5 degrees C is nothing, but for me it's bloody cold and time to set and light a fire. Which implies facing the woodshed and an urgent need for some stacking and organising. My back and hips and knees aren't coping too well, so Osteopath blah blah blah, and a trip to town basically writes off the day. And the toilet in the ensuite has shat itself (imagine that!) and the plumber has had some health problems and is only working part time blah de blah.
So - Ch 26 (which is 'delicate' anyway), will be a few days late.
Some comments (even critical ones) woud encourage me.