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Perhaps unwisely, I've moved back down to London again. Just for work, you know? And only during the week.
Anyway, it's turned out that 'Alex's Grandma' lives in the flat downstairs from where I'm staying at the moment, and that we've been hanging about a bit recently, because of a problem to do with the pipes. Ze seems like a good bloke, was my initial impression, but then I began to wonder. Ze seemed to be shaking quite a lot, all the time. And going red in the face. And pestering me about the supercontext.
Eventually, I said; 'out with it, mate; are you all right?' and ze said that ze was a member of this board (which has, frankly, always seemed like a source of shame to me,) and that there were, in fact are, various questions that people want answered. So, for the next week or so, before I catch a plane to Tibet a bit earlier than originally planned (and it cost me a monkey to change the ticket, so don't say I don't care) I'll be here. Because I love you. And hate you.
Mine's a guava, strawberry, orange etc smoothie, if anyone's going to the bar. Half that and half voddy, and we should be flying. Eventually. |
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