Nearly at Birmingham, B says did I pack my pills? Ah! So finally get to Coniston at 2 am. Very glad to be on hols. My mind was obviously going ... and I was also beginning to gibber like a monkey. Everything so busy. Need to calm down.
Wish I could get back to practising yoga. That was good. But seems impossible. Instead, taking a little wine - very good wine, proper wine; made by someone with yoga-type empathy with their land, someone with traditional skills and plenty love - can have a not dissimilar effect if drunk very sl-o-o-o-wly ... and very moderately!
So for the next few days reflections on wines - beside a lake or up a hill - is all I can do. Plus I'll send on any interesting bits I get from the buyers and the advisors.
My Max will gossip around for stuff (a major talent she has) for me to tell. Her daughter just won our 'Employee of the Month' so she needn't mention that. Again.
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