Exit pursued by a bear

Do they have bears in the Czech Republic? It seems like the sort of place that would have bears. And a drinking age of 7, apparently. So yes, I'm leaving for Prague-via-Bohemia in about 2 hours. It's going to be great, I've wanted to see it for ages. I'm going with the yute orchestra I make sound worse for a week of and looking at beautiful countryside (and hunting down Kafka and berating him for ever writing 'The Trial'. I can see why you never wanted that published).

Just realised I haven't posted in ages, but also have nothing to say. This is more a continuity announcement than anything, if I had left it another week y'all might have thought I was dead or something (yeah...). Here are some useless things I have learnt in the past weeks;

• Always take an umbrella to Cambridge. In fact, in the British summertime, just always take an umbrella. Come on, fucking hell, it's the END of JULY.
• Always take a spare. Condom, lighter, cello string, whatever. But mainly cello string.
• Never listen to Joy Division on dark, quiet streets at 3 in the morning. I was a shivering paranoid wreck by the 2nd verse of 'Twenty-Four Hours'.
• Always have yourself as a support system.
• Iggy is on the way to redeeming himself.
• John Steinbeck > William Faulkner.
  

So yes, off again for a week. Then back. Then off for another week. But the weeks in between I shall pounce, or at least endeavour to.

Look after yrselves!
xxxx