SUNDAY BREAKFAST NEVER CAME

Well no, not really all, folks, but in just twelve days, unless something goes traumatically wrong, I shall be relocating to the UK. The reasons are multiple and will probably be discussed in future posts, but suffice to say that it has a lot to do with healthcare and maybe a trace of an inbuilt instinct to return, late in life, to whence one came. This is essentially why no Doc40 has appeared in the last week. I have been sorting, packing, arranging, and discarding – a lot of discarding – so that Finn the cat and I can fly out of Los Angeles at the end of the month. By the same token, posts in the immediate future, are guaranteed to be sporadic, short, and probably pictorial, as the process of moving homes becomes increasingly chaotic. But don’t despair. All will be back to what is laughingly called normal in early November as soon as the technology is reconnected in the pleasant Georgian seaside resort of Brighton. Also our pals in the USA shouldn’t worry. I still have the same news sources and will not be turning my back on the American madness. I’ve been here too long for that.

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The secret word is Trepidation