After a brief holiday in the wilderness of Grängesberg an old mining community in the middle of Sweden. The snow was great and the people still use the traditional Spark (translation: kick) to get around.
The thesis? You ask with some trepridation… My “magnificant octopus” as Baldrick would say has been with me and I have been editing brutally. No word counts until tommorrow since not only have I been offline, I have also been uncomputerised.