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I write, talk, train and document. You may have found your way here because you like what I do and would like to say thank you.
In which case I thank You!
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Thanks for the thanks.
One last roll...
This morning I got an email from Luke Rhinehart. It's not the first, we have been corresponding for a while. This is the guy who wrote a book (The Diceman) that shaped my most formative years. I will probably never own up to all the things that his book 'made me do'. Anyway. He recently wrote about the cancer he's been fighting for the last few years. About how it's won. That he has little time left. And with all the things going on with his life. With his preparations for death. He still has time to write to people around the world. In my case he has time to read my newsletter and then respond. I had more unsubscribes from my last newsletter than any other. But he still read it. He wrote.. ""The boat is listing due to the amount of wine on board. I'm doing my best to work through it." It's little throwaway lines like this one that I love. And your vivid description of being stuck on a small boat in unending inclement weather. All this and wisdom too."" The moment I woke this morning I got a message telling me that the river had dropped. As I rushed out of the marina I read his email. It put a huge smile of my face and for some reason I felt like taking a chance. Like rolling the dice. Next thing I know I was full throttle heading upstream. Trying to pick out the river from the fields while slaloming fallen trees. If i’d had a drone I could have shot enough footage to pitch a narrowboat based version of Mad Max. Yes. Better than Waterworld. I’m now sat in a pub that yesterday was surrounded by water. The lady behind the bar told me I was the first boat through in six days and bought me a pint. She said I was either stupid or had balls of steel. We then toasted my ignorance. This boating lark can be terrifying at times. I wrote thanking Luke for taking the time to read my words. He really didn’t have to. From the sound of his newsletter he is counting the days. I sometimes have moments where I remember mine are finite. And yet I still get wrapped up in the past or worried for the future. Not sure where he is right now, but today I felt very much in the moment. And it was a wonderfully exhilarating place to be. I asked Luke if he might be alive at the end of July, If Trump lets me in I’ll be not far from his place and i'd like to pay my respects. After I sent the email I wondered what kind of gift you take someone on their death bed. I took my Grandad a tub of warm water. He wanted his feet washed. I took my Mum a soft toy, it made her smile. I took my Gran some opera on a stereo. Then I remembered that although I don't have balls of steel. I do have dice of brass. My friend made them for me in the 90's. They gave me so many adventures. Maybe he'd like one last roll.
Testing the Hooke Verse Binaural Microphone Headset.
Testing the Hooke Verse Binaural Microphone Headset while making coffee.