I’m ok now, thanks for asking. A wee bit damp, but coffee’d and Belgian bunned up, which suits.
I’m going for a leaving lunch shortly at Rosemary Lane. Jealous? You should be. It marks the start of a hilarious period in which I am covering an administrative project involving Kazakhstan, something unknown to me before yesterday. I’ll have roughly no-one to ask if I need help, and a pile of random things to do, but hey! I’m adaptable.
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