The most exciting travel type thing that I have ever done on my computering machine (apart from booking all my big trips) took place tonight in a room high up in the east wing of Casa De La Revolución Gloriosa (i.e. our Sophie’s bedroom).
I would love to write more about this momentous event but I’m just getting over a horrible shitty cold and my head is full of khaki coloured wobbly stuff and I really need my bed.
I would love to write more but I’m pretty sure that the exercise is a big fat secret until my contribution is rubber stamped by the powers that be. So watch this space and I will tell you more as soon as I can. In fact just watch the World Wide Web because the fruits of my nib may soon be splashed all over the place . . . Lord Justice Leveson permitting. I haven't been hacking phones but I do have a hacking cough.
And speaking of rubber stamps . . . I got an email today from Visa Teresa to say that my Vietnamese chums have put one in my passport and my treasured document is winging its way back to me at this very moment.