Saturday, February 23, 2008

Journey into the unknown

Arise in darkness before even the larks are awake. Breakfast on cold porridge without milk (since the old cow died). Bid farewell to my tearful wife who is beyond comforting. To London, in great trepidation, and a divers collection of colonials, poets and internet scribes.

Of which more, God willing, anon.

7 comments:

  1. Hey - he's calling us names again!

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  2. Heh heh ... but shortly we can exact our terrible revenge.
    *evil laughter*

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  3. It was too short! Next time we need to take over a hotel and talk all night.

    So good to finally meet, Bill.

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  4. Cracking idea, minx!

    When is the next time?

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  5. I'm a new reader and really love the words you use in your writings. What a wonderful blog!
    Cheers!
    - Jo

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  6. Did you get eaten down there?

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