I think I might take the opportunity of the up-coming holiday in Rome to disappear from here as well. I will re-invent myself and re-incarnate somewhere else in the blogosphere, then begin again, I think.
Hmm. Seems like a good idea right now. We are all boring the shit out of each other, it seems. That gives me about a month. I think that Tom Stephenson is about to die a natural.
I'm warming to this idea. Here's the first clue as to where you will find me very shortly:
I will be at a crossroad on the A433, quite close to Kemble Airfield.
This is going to be fun. I always liked 'Treasure Hunt' with Anika Rice, but nobody has ever called me their little treasure.
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