I have no inclination to write anything at all while the weather is like this. Gorgeous. Yes, I know many don't like it, and I'm sorry. But I'm just revelling in it.. And the Glyndebourne Cosà fan tutte semi-staged at the Proms tonight...
In short, later. I have gin, also tonic and ice.
Cf the fabulous summer of 1914? Maybe, but I have nothing productive or interesting to say about Lebanon (save to hope that ItinerantSphinx and everyone else there stays in one piece), or indeed anything else, so I'm going to refrain from saying it.
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