Well … neither has Shakespeare. That was the message on the corny postcard I sent my mum a long while back on one of my myriad visits to London. And I am off to Londinium again for a quick weekend visit. The idea is to try and find tickets for the Emirates Tournament – fingers crossed to watch Juventus, Arsenal, Real Madrid and Hamburg in the pre-season heat. In any case London is fun and there’s always much to do so I’m not going to be complaining – tickets or not.
What this trip means is that as from tomorrow (yes tomorrow not Friday) the current dearth of blogging will slow down to an almost complete halt. You’ve guessed it. For a good dose of J’accuse stuff you’ll have to wait for the Indy articles.
If you are not missing this big-headed, conceited, arrogant style of blogging at all… good on you. After all we’ve been through I guess you needed a break.
Be seeing you.
Last one out is a decomposing playwright!