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Update, 1425hrs
And as an addendum to this wonderful post, I shall tell you that I have the powers of communication back.
You may remember two weeks ago 'Mr. Sod and I had a falling out'. The tale, in a timeline fashion, of my nightmare day trying to organise a rapid passport application.
Since that day I found out that the two week service I paid a premium for was not guaranteed.
I am due to fly out to New York in approximately 24 hours.
My passport arrived ten minutes ago.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is life on the edge.
The New York Diaries begin tomorrow.
And breeeaaattthhhhhh
are fading into fear( fear? - damn, I can't remember!)
brace yourself tiger, it's snowing here! which means it'll be ice by the time you arrive.
but we're still going to have mad fun!
whee!
I knew about the snow yesterday...live and online...it's all right. I have megaboots.
Just popped in to say hello, and now will wish you bon voyage and have a great time in the snow.