Weather, brain, and calendar have conspired to make me crazy. Or crazier.
I’d planned to head for the airport around midmorning, but when I went to print out my boarding documents last night, I discovered that my flight leaves at 10.30.
I’m heading for the airport in about and hour so there’s no time left to walk.
I’ll be out of pocket until next Sunday, but next Monday is another day. With any luck at all, I’ll talk to you then.
When you talk to Sue, you can tell her that at least one of your readers bought her book “Ships” because you talked about it.