I think the mike is still on

[bishop004]

Nine days after my birthday. Twelve days until I fly out. All is good in the world except for three hiccups. Nothing that Guiness can't push back. (and no, that is not Sir Alec). But a bridge would work. Or a shrubbery. Note to self: make a shrubbery. A nice one, with a weak edges, a strong back and a weak front. Waiter, reload.

Okay folks, I'll be back in three months. Or sooner. God, I hate Facebook.