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William and Françoise were on top form. We ate marinated tuna, drank a fabulous Chusclan (2003), listened to lots of good music. Later, I serenaded Françoise with Cat Stevens, Bob Dylan and Beatles songs played on William's (excellent) acoustic guitar ( Read more... )

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Well, 4 hours (or less) of zed-stacking on sunday night, followed by a day (albeit rather lightly-charged) in the office... I went home early (got the 16:28 train) and when I looked in my post-box I found a dvd had arrived. It was the unsettling and utterly genial 'Sir Henry at Rawlinson End' by Steve Roberts and Vivian Stanshall (see photo).


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I know it's kooky, but I was awoken by a dream, and I was nicely in that 'inbetween state', so I got up and made some Sakura Imperial japanese tea, and thought about things a bit ( Read more... )