Friday, April 23

THIS IS GOODBYE ... MAYBE

Until we meet again, some sunny day ....


I'm very disappointed with the small number of comments I've been getting lately. I might go into a slough of despond. Or just to Slough.
And from there on to Los Angeles, San Francisco, New Mexico and Las Vegas. I shall be gone for three weeks. I've got a worrying feeling I'm really going to love Las Vegas. I might never return.

Then you'll be sorry.


So farewell, then, the blogosphere.
"I'm taking a break from blogging,
I'll be back in the spring."
That was your catchphrase.

And now, perhaps, I will.


(e.j. wayne-thribb, 54⅞)



Oooh, young maaaaan

Did you see the debate yesterday? I rather like little Nicky Clogg (he's half Dutch). He's a former Eurocrat, so he knows how to play the Brussels game. He speaks five languages! Fancy. Oh go on, take a gamble .... how much worse can it get? He's no Obama, but he is making all the right noises. And with the Barry White of economics as his right hand man, they make a dream team.


The Cable Guy


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