As you might have gathered I'm still in New York. I'm here on a bit of a flugelbinder's holiday. For those of you not familiar with this term, it substantially resembles a busman's holiday. When we travel, we take our work with us: always in our minds and sometimes in our tool bags. A little bit like a child with a toy in his or her pocket, it brings order. But one's passion can also be a burden.
Cheers,
BB
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