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I Would Have Said That During The Early Days Of My Life There Was Never A Moment When I Wasn't Fit. We Worked Extremely Hard On The Beekeeping Line, And Both My Brother And I Used To Compete, Particularly When We Were Collecting Honey. We Would Each Have An 80-pound Box Of Honey And We Would Race Up The Hill On The Tuakau Track And Race Back Down. We Just Raced All The Time, And We Used To Keep Very Fit Indeed.

I Have To Admit I Do Get A Bit Depressed At Times And You Know I Think About The Good Old Days When I Was Charging Ahead.

There Is Precious Little In Civilization To Appeal To A Yeti.

In Those Days We Were Punished Very Frequently And I Felt That It Was Often Unjust, And So I Would Resist The Desire To Agree With Many, Many Things. So I Used To Get Beaten Quite Frequently And I More Or Less Accepted It As Part Of Life.

I Think It All Comes Down To Motivation. If You Really Want To Do Something, You Will Work Hard For It.