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So, not really ticking up that much, Cam, and a secret video I take to my heart for times gone by, back to the beginning of the youngest Inch.  That was a night, and morning.  And the inevitable river-stream of time runs on to more stranger things, premature ends and promising beginnings.  As ever.  Berwick today, and Union Street optimism, and Overcove/Ecousse pending, and clunking in the rear of the car, and to sur-reply or not to sur-reply?  Sanchez gone and Mikhi in.  Maybe Aubameyang as well.  The fickle world, spins in its revenges.  Whoa, Pierre-Emerick.  Please.

Less than a month now.  Bowie the other night another milestone crossed, and with it motivation for the clean-up and hot-tub, hilariously.  We know Major Tom's a junky.  Hope you're happy too.  When will you clean?  It is a funny, wonderful world, betimes.  As a stranger, give it welcome.

Or as Burns would say: "Come Ease or come Travail, come Pleasure or Pain, my warst word is - welcome, and welcome again!"