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    28 (OK, 29) days later…

    And apologies for the mini hiatus – sorry! There has been plenty of fun to be getting on with rather than masses of Stuff to report – I binned the original opener about the advent of Spring after waking up on Wednesday to a blizzard and I have spent a fair proportion of the last month sitting either on trains…

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    bhaji on (ok, quite near) the beach…

    And a quick hello from a small but adequately heated corner of SW1V, where I’m briefly camping whilst I wait for my hotel room to get the OK (quite what those responsible do to every room in the hotel that makes them all suddenly and simultaneously ready at 3pm and not a second before is a mystery that has puzzled me for…

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    don’t panic…

    And it’s rolled around again – birthday time! Not that there’s anything in particular to panic about; the dreaded tax bill is sorted, the fridge is stocked, all the radiators have been bled and even my bank account switch has gone off completely without incident, but it wouldn’t be right to turn 42 without at least one Douglas Adams reference.…