That's me in the snow. Perhaps I was thinking of something extremely witty and important to write about, although I have a feeling at the time, my feet were wet and freezing, and the skin of my thighs had gone numb from walking through low fern that was frozen solid. Buy a book, I need the money, and I could even buy some long pants so my legs won't get so cold in winter. Lots of people seem to like the stories, and Ferox especially is heavy enough to kill rats with a single blow.