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    we’re singing for england…

    And as the memories of mighty skyscrapers, 24 hour diners, hot dogs and wintry sunshine in Central Park and microwave tea fade away for now, I am happily ensconced back in Scarborough and looking ahead to the upcoming weeks in our own fair(ish) country. And plenty to look forward to, thankfully! A brief missive this time, since having been back…

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    kung hei fat choi!

    And another whirlwind visit to the capital ends, after four days of hi-jinks, more spoiling-rotten with Ladurée macaroons, wine and dining out under Waterloo Bridge (in, I should hastily explain, a restaurant) which I had at one point thought may never get underway following one technical hitch after the next, and coupled with the usual enthusiasm of the local punting…

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    back on the road again!

    Well a week on and I can confidently say that I am fighting fit and more than ready to well, roll, (as it were) and after a handful of fun and lively meetings over the past couple of days I am very happy to be diligently handwashing, mending, decanting (my favourite part, the soothing effects of transferring things from a…