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Fans and assorted acolytes… I am settling into my work routine here after various dust ups… but then dust ups are just part of who I am… I have worked out after many years that even though I am mostly chicken shit…. I am what is known as a risk taker… as opposed to someone who never risks… that means I have a propensity to do stuff that could damage me…thank god I mostly do not get caught... as for the home front well the ML (mother in law) continues to tick along… though last night she hit the morphine hard took about three doses going from the syrup to the heavy duty pills… I leave for work before she is up and about so I do not know how she is this morning… but I would guess not good….

As for the good stuff… well … after many years I have bought my new chainsaw… it’s a 660 Stihl… this is the Rolls Royce of chainsaws and is what is known as a bush saw… all the forestry crews use this type… there is only one saw bigger in the range and that is an 880… I had it fitted with a 30 inch bar… as all women know there is nothing more useful than a big bar…… what this means is that I can now slice and dice big trees… two of which I have down at the moment waiting to be cut…

Now that is a good story… I was sitting in the bath (at home) doing bathy things… next thing I hear the crack, crack, crack of a big tree getting ready to fall… trust me I know this sound… it was so loud and close that I assumed it was one of the three big Lawson trees behind the house… and consequently within striking range of the bathroom and the bath tub…. It was too late to do anything… and anyway the choice was to run around the house naked or to die where I sat… being chicken shit I chose inaction and to cringe with every part of my body… trust me it felt safer… there was a humungous crunching crash and I went from concern for myself to concern for the cars parked out the back… on investigation I discovered that the 100 year old granddaddy pine 25 metres from the back door of the house was down… the noise was so loud neighbours from half a mile away came to see what had happened… the good thing is that I now have five years of firewood delivered almost into the fireplace and a big bar saw to deal to it… it’s all very male and manly…

I remain old and tired Uppie The Tasteless