Monday, August 3, 2009
Watching Glenn and Egils do the backgammon, another last evening in Sthlm. I'm good humouredly weary and full of crisps, greasy lipped and with a gentlemanny rondeur. Tomorrow is all packing and paper administration and departure, tonight a drowsy lull of fine white wine and a hallway based Aphex Twin.
And now on to Uno and drinks. Oh, it's so very on.