Am reading 'Cloudstreet' at the moment, and was particularly struck by this character description:
"Sam got down to the boat with a fully belly and waited for his partner Nobby. Keep the day ahead of you, that's what the old man used to say. Nobby rolled up to the wheelhouse and belched. He was a fat brand of man, balding, with bleached earhair and a great capacity for hatred. He had an ongoing grievanace with everybody, all forms of life. As he came in, he made a sturdy beginning to the morning."
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