I’m back. Finally on terra firma after being blown across the Atlantic on a the jet torrent (‘stream’ sounds too quaint). But I am not quite myself, having been awake all night variously thinking up plots for two novels (which will of course remain in my head.), noodling around on my Kindle (I know, I know), listening to the 70 mph winds batter our garden, and generally being the slave to jet lag that I have come to expect.
I am not a brilliant traveller.
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