Small scale, it's true: a cold. But the cold is an insidious virus, changing the character of its host while it lodges. Even the best balanced bof can become unhinged, straying into gomness without warning or notice. The grumbling self-pity of the last few days, if applied to the pages of this blog, would have undone all the pioneering work of its short existence. Better the silence than the moaning.
But he's back. Rejoice, or do whatever it is takes your fancy.
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