Another day in a fishing/surfing paradise being tortured with a broken arm. It seems the local paper is cashing in on the 'shark frenzy' this summer although I'd be more concerned with the amount of boating/river deaths so far this year. Apparently 300 million sharks are slaughtered each year; I'd wager that this is fractionally greater than shark fatalities on humans (The last death in NZ was way back in 1976). I don't reckon the media does the fish any favours with shock headlines directed at ignorant bumpkins.

Still, there is some beauty to be found in the garden... Ain't that nice.

Photo diary 1

So i decided to illustrate a day in the life of an unarmed man but my day started out a little more exciting than most...

Fishing with the grown-ups @ Karamea, NZ.

CEREAL STORY

Ok... so if anyone's interested, I'm gonna spontaneously write a portion of a story every day until it's done. It has no name and I have little idea where it's going. It's an experiment of sorts and the first installment will be up this arvo.

ALL PARTS OF THE STORY WILL BE CLEARLY NUMBERED SO EVEN A MORON CAN KEEP UP TO DATE!

Well howdy folk, i've gone and done it...

Due to a broken elbow i'll be filling these pages with piffle for a while.

Join me if you think you can stomach it...

chur

Well people, I broke me elbow (see diagram).

The trouble is that in the diagram the break looks like a crack, a door left ajar. In reality, the top of my radius looks like scrambled eggs. I now have a neat system of wires and screws (think mechano) holding it all in place.

I could be looking at a 3 to 6 month recovery period on this one so working may be a bit of a problem.

I'll update this daily for my own pleasure...

chur