That's my dad.
Edited through page 203, and I've cut it down to 444 pages. Unfortunately, I'm past most of the waffling and tottering, so there's less to cut. The good news is, I'm also past the most broken scene in the book, and I think I fixed it.
That's the first book finished. 12 chapters, entitled The Festival of Meat. Onwards, now, to The Mortification of the Flesh.
As soon as I get myself a Newcastle.