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Guide on a Yak
By Perry Estelle © 2003
Dear Beau
Get yourself over to Taylor Towers Rest Home, Framlingham at noon today. I got a phone call from the manager there. Your interview is with David Douglas, great nephew of Ernest Shackleton the late great explorer. We are editing tomorrow for Sundays supp. Usual format, (g.o.l.d.) greatest achievements, own testimonies, levels of endurance and last but not least death defying acts etc… blahdeblah. Hit him before lunch. Before he's liable to nap or get medicated. I want a five thousand draft on my desk tomorrow, double spaced. No excuses, have him sign the consent form. Plenty of portrait shots and loan some photos of his expeditions etc, leave that to Geoff from FOCUS, he will meet you there. Tape it and get at least an hour with him. Who is he exactly? Nobody has read about him because he is a stealth explorer. Never been exposed more...
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“None so blind”
By Perry Estelle © 2002
"Ven voz the lass time you had your eyes looked at, Dr Kubelik?" The ophthalmic optician gave an inviting gesture and swung a swivel chair across brown vinyl in the direction of the letter card. She was a bony female with a short black bob. She had green eyes and a brittle click of an Austrian accent. The sort that ended up in an omelette of cheesy Californian twang. As she flipped through a selection of lenses she held them up to the light like a suspect hand of cards.
"Its been the third test this month….I have a friend in the hospital ….he advised that I get my eyes checked…..he…..I mean…..I need to be fit to…."
Levon was now aware that maybe his eyes were not the problem but his mouth was in need of emergency treatment just to enable him to string a sentence together. He followed the more...
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