Ah, Glasgow. Here I am again.
Today I arrived back in town after two weeks holiday. I’ve been to France, since you ask and I’ve had a lovely time. I was in the sud and so my body was warmed greatly by the sun.
I tend not to tan a great deal, because I slap on so 40 factor. However, I have many trophy mosquito bites to prove that I’ve been a long way from home. (I saw a rather scary scorpion whilst I was away, but fortunately, that did not bite me).
So, here I am. The city seems to have survived my absence so far as I can tell, though I’ve yet to open my work e-mail account, something which can wait until I’m in my office tomorrow morning. My thanks to all those who have taken on extra duties and provided cover whilst I was away.
The plan to have a visitor from overseas come to the city to provide a little clerical attention seeking whilst I was gone seems to have worked a treat. Did you notice him?
Welcome safely home!
You occasionally posted, so I did not realize that you were away.
And are exotic French mozzie bites any more fun than regular / standard Glaswegian mozzie bites ?
They buzz in French.
They are total monsters – I still bear the scars from two months ago.
Strangely they don’t bite me since my teleportation experiment.