I'm astonished at the amount of reach my little update had. Wasn't expecting that in the least.
Then I think it's time for the final blog post, so I can close things down. I'm reminded of something my wife once quoted at a different funeral, many years ago. Dylan Thomas. Not my favourite poet, but it's what came to mind at 2:00 AM.
I got a message from The Wandering Bard this morning, who wondered what I was up to. We talked a bit and it led to the decision to let you guys in on what has happened.
So yeah, had a great night. Danish beer, tandoor and Road To Perdition. No loud music though. And now I'm on the train to pick up Little Witch from her grandparents, a two and a half hour trip by train. Why did they make Norway so big?
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I think it's trying to communicate with me.
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She doesn't cook too often for me. But when she does..
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