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And so the week is over. It's been fairly hectic...necessitating a coupla evenings in the bowels of radio nattering...I realise that, surprise surprise, I don't mind talking bollocks for hours on end. Amazingly I only offended a small minority of Blondie fans so that's all good.

I'm pooped. Not enough sleep. So feeling a bit weird and easily confused. Hopefully a spot of training later on will perk me up. It's been a good five days since I did any fencing, although I have managed a run, a swim and a session in the gym in the interim. But man, I need to get in some solid sessions before I head over to Europe.

Yawn. Friday. Whoopdeedo.

Happy Birthday Tony Tsang. Sorry I probably can't make your partay later...I'm too old lah.

Adios.

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