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Exercise, that’s what! Me, I used to run down Clarence Street, turn round and gallop home. Two kms. Three miles? Something like that. Having a slight limp now, I exercise at home; in good weather I'm out on the deck. For some reason I’ve slackened off since this dreaded pandemic hit.


My conscience soon let me know getting back to exercising was my only option. I began several weeks ago by reaching down, without bending my knees, to touch my toes.


Ouch. No way. I kept at it.

Yesterday, my fingers touched my toes. I held on, counted to ten as slow as I could. Then let go.


If wonders will never cease! I did it. (see photo).


It’s my daily routine now. Which had me thinking: If I could persuade you to join me by working out whatever exercise is best for you, that would be cool.


Author’s comment: Should you do so, fire off a simple ‘yes’, an ‘uh huh’, or even a ‘hmm, okay’ will do. It’s encouraging to know I’m not doing my working out alone. Start by touching your toes. If that’s too much, too painful, tackle your own routine. You’ll feel one heck of a lot better.

If you’re first to email me a reply, I’ll ship you off a free hard copy of HARM’S WAY, my latest novel. (U.S. Beacon Publishing Group).


  • Clarke Wallace

Updated: Jan 4

A new year on our doorstep, that’s what. A fresh start for some, not so hot for others. I like to think of me tackling the former, not the latter. I treat it as just that, a fresh start. It takes a bit of effort, but what the hell it’s worth it.


The problem is is bringing along what’s left over from last year. Not that 2020 wasn’t a disaster. The pandemic hitting us with little or no warning. For those who found themselves tested positive for Covd19, it’s an added worry.


Which means facing two-weeks of isolation – at home or wherever – leaves many in limbo. What to do with nothing to do can be a problem.


Many friends tell me I’m lucky with all this isolation. Working all day at my desk with nothing better to do than writing whatever I’m writing. They scoff when I tell them that may be true, though there’s a downside. Like what? they wonder aloud.


There’s usually a set pattern to my day. A break to enjoy my first coffee; lunch followed by catching up on small things like making sure the fire in wood stove hasn’t died down.


The luxury of not having anyone interrupting me – Roe seldom does – when I’m working dialogue that’s giving me trouble

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Author’s comment: There is someone who hangs around who delights me. It’s a little character called Tintin (see below) whose adventures are found in a series of books - and animated films - published some years ago. Mention his name, and the French around you will grin from ear to ear.



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