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I'm Back...

Apologies... Didn't actually post anything while in America or in the two weeks since I have returned... But I will rectify that over the next wee while as I mull things over. But just for the record, the reasons were:
1) I was astounded that in the 4 years since I have been over in the US on business, technology has changed so much that everywhere is wifi and cyber-cafes are now no-where to be seen. And guess who hadn't taken his laptop in the expectation of finding an internet cafe on everycorner!
2) Our schedule was more packed than I had expected... and I believe more profitable... but more of that anon...
3) I managed to catch a dreadful lurgy when there which made me feel awful for a few days while there and then floored me when I got home... Even today, two weeks later, I woke with the king of all headaches... Everyone say "Ahh!!"
4) My computer managed to catch a dreadful lurgy when I came back... erasing all my carefully documented notes and pre-prepared blogs that I had scribbles on my Palm as we wandered round Pittsburgh... Arghh! I hate technology...
5) On getting out of bed, my time this week has been taken up just getting ready for Holy Week Services...
Anyway... I'm back and will be posting on a number of subjects over the next few days, D.V. ad technology permitting.

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