I received that copy of Tripping Yarns you sent me.
As expected it's a great read mate. You're a sick bastard and that's a rare and beautiful thing in the sterilised air of modern surfing . It's The kind of surf writing I love - adventure, humanity and humour spiced with an enticing dose of sordidness.
Just flew across the country and the hours disappeared as I devoured the stories, perfect way to while away the travel time. I must have turned a few heads with my laughter.
The Rivermouth was my favourite . Best for last.
Cheers again mate and I'm looking forward to your next one.
Hope you're having a fine "chewsday" and getting a couple to fire up that creative urge.
PS Karen says hi and thanks as she is reading it also.
She's now known as Karen Blowin up at the post office.
PPS I'm travelling with a broken bone and looking at the Paracetamol Codein tablets the Doc prescribed in a different light.
Just mix 'em with water you reckon ? Classic.
She had an enormous clitoris, kind of like a strawberry, which reminded me of my Dad's old saying, when I was applying resin to a surfboard repair : " Build it proud and sand it flush son ".
God sure built that thing ' proud '- it wasn't just big, it had a deadset ego.
Hoping Monty got this message.
Thanks again mate.