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a room with a view…
And true to form after the undisputed fabulousness of my last London base a scant three weeks ago, the payback – as regular readers may remember, hotel-karma is a good friend of mine and the deceptively nicely-furnished and clean but otherwise utterly shambolic Edinburgh incall base which I have called home for the last three days would put Basil Fawlty…
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communication breakdown…
Well predictably, my first paragraph ought to be an apology for the farcical goings on at the start of the week when BlackBerry’s maverick decision to observe three days of silence to mark the passing of Steve Jobs caused equally predictable mayhem, being as I am the owner of not one but two of the blessed pocket-lumps. To anybody whose…
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any time you’re lambeth way…
And after the baking heat of Cambridge a week ago, I finally made it home on Saturday night (despite the better efforts of First TransPennine Express) just in time for the last hour of X-Factor and shortly before the on-off drizzle set in again – awaiting me were ecstatic fishes (yay), a mountain of junk mail (natch) and a half-full…