Grant McLennan

It seems to me, as I look at my overflowing suitcase, that nothing really fits in this world. I have been wondering why I never fit anywhere particular in the last 36 years and still I continue to try.

This thought tonight was triggered by the fact that Grant McLennan died 7 months ago and I didn't even know... - Listen - Much like many of the people in the last 13 months leaving this world for a better one, they have left a positive mark on the world and in the hearts of millions.

Just a thought - a gloomy thought for Old New-Year. This is a Russian celebration of the Old New-Year as it was marked in the Julian?? Calendar. So hats off and glasses full for all those celebrating tonight...

Next Tuesday the 16th will see me at the airport and then a 3 1/2 hour flight to Frankfurt where I will find my way to a Bahnhof and catch an IC trail to my friends. A few restful days there in the company of warm friends should shake his flu I got as a New Years gift and set me on the track.

Then - with all the trust and faith in a new boss (that seems like an idiot) I can muster, I will go into Poland. Tho I think I will do it as a tourist so that it doesn't goo all FUBAR on me...

Well I have to take some more paracetamol and sleep a few more hours - I got 2 hours sleep tonight - I hope I can sleep thru until dawn...

Tomorrow day I will be going to some cultural sights and maybe a gallery of 2, then at night I am off to see a concert of Verdi with Delboy - an ex music teacher, to sample some of the cultural highlights that I will miss when I leave.

Bedtime for Bozo-obi.