Grown up

At this time of year, strange listless days flow into each other. The weather is often not worth going outside to look at and the dogs gratefully hunker down to avoid it. I use the time to break the back of articles that I can tidy up for later in the year. That’s when I’m not doing bugger all.

The only hard evidence of the prospective sale of the chateau is the frequency with which the alarm goes off when another expert goes over to produce advice, estimates etc. I was about to be given a tutorial on how to turn the thing off but yet another expert interrupted it.

I’m due to give a talk to the clan in Scotland in the summer. ‘What’s the title of your talk? Do you need a projector, a screen? A computer?’ Oh, dear. It’s beginning to sound a bit grown up.

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