Preludes

Sigh.

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I’m packing up to fly out to Stockholm tomorrow.  A New Zealander friend of mine, a Table 44-mate, is there at the moment and I just messengered her to see how long she was going to be in Sweden.

It would’ve been great to see her.  But, Claire, I promise, a Kiwi marathon is in the offing.  I just need to pencil it into the ol’ calendar.  How’s 2018 looking?  Maybe we can meet for covfefe… er, coffee.