I went to school in Newcastle. Can't say I enjoyed it much back then with the BHP in full cry, but these days the city is surely one of the unsung delights of the NSW Coast. I'm staying with an old mate I've known since we trained together as Psych. nurses a hundred years ago. So it's all really a bit like going back to my origins. 

Beavering away on the projects and getting through then one at a time. H Chord DVD now cut and ready for production, working on a new CD, about to make audio version of the first couple of books, and, of course, slowly getting all of Claude's ailments attended.

Seems odd not working on a book this time (though I am playing with a bit of fiction just to keep my hand in - working title The Age of Irrelevance; so form your own conclusion on that one). I do seem to have more time to get the rest done, though, which is gratifying. And especially enjoying getting into swimming again, which this city is perfectly suited to.

All in all things going okay.

Self?