Ted resets the cover and clenches the handle in his hand. The set goes quiet. In Hokianga it was misty and a man in gumboots was feeding chickens on the road. They were collecting for the kapa haka at the Opononi Pub and I saw a guy I know on Trackside, but the bar had run out of brandy.At our shack I had to get rid of a decomposing rat, whose strangely bloated bare corpse and tufts of hair and rat like material seemed to have got spread over an unfeasibly large area due to the leak in the roof.
