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With foxes we must play the fox.

Who is it? Why, it's Henry!

Forgive me / they were delicious

Cormorant drying its wings. Flowerpot Point, Blackmans Bay. May 2013. Poems drawn from notes on a fridge? Whatever next! This is Just to Say , William Carlos Williams I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold

The patient is not likely to recover who makes the doctor his heir.

Have you ever tried a torpedo punt while holding a chocolate scone? Ezra does not recommend it.

An original idea. That can't be too hard. The library must be full of them.

Mucking about in a pandani grove. Lake Dobson, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. And Then There Were None , Agatha Christie: I wonder why they changed the name? Red herrings galore, this one has a very elaborate set-up. B . Nowhere Man , Aleksandar Hemon: Displacement is never much fun. This novel explores that. I liked it. B .

There is no such thing in anyone's life as an unimportant day.

What are you doing Henry?

What I look forward to is continued immaturity followed by death.

Carrying Ezra down the Nut. Stanley, Tasmania's North West Coast. April 2013. Theme Thursday already and I think that we are facing some serious TRUST issues... Looking out over Bass Strait from atop the Nut. Stanley, Tasmania's North West Coast. April 2013. Sawyer Bay, as seen from the Nut. Stanley, Tasmania's North West Coast. April 2013.

The real leader has no need to lead - he is content to point the way.

Here we go. On the run. One mile. No good. Two miles. No way. Three miles. ORRaaaHHH! Feelin' good. ORRaaaHHH!