My sister-in-law, the publishing exec, has a new blog. Who knows how long she will be able to keep it up, if someone doesn’t go over there and have a look. This is a woman who put all her clothes in her mother’s washing machine in Dublin before her planned return to London that evening. It was only after the wash cycle was complete that her mother discovered that the new washing machine did not have a dryer incorporated. About the same time my sister-in-law realised she had lost her keys. She dolefully packed up a bag of wet clothes and travelled to London to cast herself at the mercy of strangers until she could get copies of her keys. Blogging gold, I think you’ll agree. I have high hopes for her blog.
A friend’s daughter has recently moved to Africa to work in a Commission delegation there. I am really enjoying her account of being a junior cog in a distant outpost.
