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Living the Dream

Five Years

I had plenty of time to consider how things would have unfolded had we been in the UK, and I’m convinced that we were very lucky to be in Cyprus.

Bittersweet

Yesterday, Chicago lounged next to me on the office couch, as I earnestly explained that next day or two was going to be very confusing, but that everything would end up alright.

DartCharge

Now, London Gatwick regards itself as London’s second airport. In 2022, it handled 32.8 million passengers. At 7pm on a Saturday in August, Avis was closed. Why? Larnaca airport in Cyprus handles 5 million or so passengers a year, and its desks are open 24/7.

Lasered

The dermatologist is absolutely charming, and a complete flirt. I’m not gay, and he knows that, but with a twinkle in his eye he becomes as camp as Christmas and cracks the one liners while giving my moles the once over.

Summertime

I’m writing from the mountain hideaway, keeping myself out of the afternoon sun, with Sinéad O’Connor on the HomePods. What a wonderful, ferocious, tornado of talent she was, her death is so sad. RIP.

Excuses, excuses

Ivo, a splendid artist, took a few designs that I had found, discovered a means to cover up the old emblem and got to work. Six and a half hours over two sessions and the second piece was complete.

Death March

Spice, lead dog, has a cartoon-like hatred of cats. She only has to hear a faint mew and she tears down the garden, barking furiously.

Early

I stood next to a Cypriot man, gazing at the office plan. "Understand?" He ventured. "Not a thing. You?" He shook his head sadly.
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