During a conversation, I recall my two old mates having heart problems. Bert had thin blood and was taking medicine to make it thicker while Gib had thick blood and his medicine was to make it thinner.
We were working in the gully behind Dr. Douglas' property - cutting lines in burnt gorse - and during the one day, both collapsed and we had to carry them out. To be honest, looking at them then, I thought their days were numbered. Not so, through the miracles of medicine they slowly improved and worked more, then to happily retire.
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