Post or pillar boxes. One in Ireland, one in England. Nothing profound, I just like the contrast, that’s all.
I am back from my hop around “the islands”. Thoroughly confused body clock. Health generally needs restoring to some sort of balance. Had weird disagreement with a meal, which sort of killed Saturday afternoon’s sightseeing, and a recurrence almost had me waive off my flight back here today. I was the last one on the plane – they were waiting for me to drag myself to the gate. Few things worse than boarding an 11 hour flight with nausea…. But I discovered the magic of copious amounts of sparkling water, huddling as still as one can in the seat, and sleeping for a few hours…. and one of the United flight attendants was an angel of mercy, bringing me more water, and crackers and other treats later on.
Ton of things to do this week at work. Sigh.
Wednesday morning’s activities may amuse you. Must try to blog about it.
-cvj
