What has brought that pensive and weary look to my visage, I hear you all crying out of concern for yours truliest.It is, of course, that I have been taken away from my interim role of overlording it as campaigning-against-that-which-we-cannot-tolerate supremo.
I have been rushed to the ancient town of Chesterium for the annual general meeting of the Sir Colin Derrig Appreciation Society (Elders Division).
It's not something that I would normally complain about, but it means I have been pulled off twice in quick succession.
Hence the fizzog.
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