And so begins a month or so of fairly intense travelling. Erika left this morning for Barcelona, leaving me in sole charge of Paula, much to my enthusiasm and her anxiety (Erika's anxiety that is, we haven't been able to access Paula's feelings on the matter). However if I post something completely incoherent and hagard sounding on Friday or Saturday you'll know why.
She'll be back Sunday evening and then on Monday morning we set off early for a Holiday in Bulgaria (I am unable to say, think, or -apparently- write those three words without instantly breaking into mental song to the tune of The Dead Kennedys' "Holiday in Cambodia"). A week by the Black Sea, but, crucially at a slightly different point on the coastline from where we have been the last two summers, and then home again. A few days back in Csikszereda and then it's my turn to go to Barcelona for work for a week. Back again for a couple of days before a two week holiday in England (hence my recent visa experiences). It's all go.
Meanwhile, I'm troubled as to how devilishly clever those Russians are. You see, according to noted scientific expert Cornelius Vadim Tudor, they have been launching a meteorological attack on Romania - but so good at it are they that they have managed to avoid Bulgaria, Moldova and other nations nearby.
In other news of rubbish and nutty nationalists, some Romanian software company is releasing a game called something like "Kill all the non-Romanian rubbish cluttering up our country", which is nice of them. That'll improve the cause of tolerance. More worryingly, Slovakia's new coalition government includes a party headed up by a man who wants to sterilise Roma, and has referred to Slovakia's Hungarians as "Lumpen Elements" and has said that "We will get in our tanks and crush Budapest." At least CVT hasn't actually got any power, not like this bloody nutter.
[Oh, and I have no idea why the little weather tracking thing on the right appears to be switching randomly between showing the weather for Csikszereda and Targu Mures. It's a rum do.]
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