Zut alors! as they say in the old language of the land of my fathers - it seems that Monsieur Thomas has been somewhat lax in keeping up with 'ze bloggings'. Quelle un idler!
I have travelled far and now reached Greenland (or 'The Emerald Isles' as it is known hereabouts) and am familiarising myself with 'Garlic' - the local lingua Celtisme.
I have many tales to tell, a pocketful of strange coinage to distribute to the needy orphans on my return, (don't bring the charitable works up again, will you?), and a 'clippe sur la bonce' for the errant Thomas.
Fait les bonnes temps roule, mes supplicants!
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