I merrily dashed the last dregs of from a magic pot o’ cash across the Indian subcontinent. Because: sheep/lamb, etc. Other, less magic, pot arrived mercifully quickly. Writing of the tooth-extracting and non-tooth-extracting kind continues, of course. Details to follow.

But! In the realisation of several girlhood dreams I am a radio announcer, now. For a bit. It’s all these flat vowels ever wanted. Listen to or-bits.com’s 128 kbps objects here ’til Sunday.