Writing with my brother, like everything else with my brother, means we get to fight, make things up, and out-do each other with our exaggerated tales of triumph and adventure.
It’s how our Cracker and Gilly Mystery Series came into being…
And recently we had the opportunity to revisit the scene of many of the adventures about which we write…the cliffs, the rocks, the secret caves, Professor Bromley Floss’s mysterious shack…
My brother still likes to climb around the cliffs…
But my daughter is a tad more nimble than the authors…
Ah, we remember once when we were young…
growing up writing 
Jealous much here!
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Yep, I look really fat Date: Sun, 13 Oct 2013 01:44:38 +0000 To: hurricane572011@hotmail.com
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It was a bitter sweet experience for me to return to the cliff and see that the old track down the cliff had been made safer.
There are now features like steps that are visible in the photo and a wire safety rope that is very reassuring for climbers.
Back in the olden days when Melinda and I climbed that cliff, perhaps three or four times each day, there were no steps, no safety ropes, etc
Each storm brought changes, crumbled edges, washed out trees and even part of the track.
Well, I suppose it’s safer now.
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