Test. Check. Check. Test. Check.

Apologies, readers Regular and Sporadic, for the lack of material in this space over the last six days. The Fates apparently decided that we were due for one of their annoying visits, and they could not be convinced that their last visit was one on which they severely overstayed their welcome. But things should be getting back to some kind of normal now. Maybe.

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One Response to Test. Check. Check. Test. Check.

  1. Call me Paul says:

    Can’t you put some lamb’s blood on your lintel, or something, because, Damn!

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