That’s what I’m now offically allowed to call Hazel. Not that she’s *my* girlfriend of course. That’s Luke‘s priveledge and, no doubt, his pleasure too.
And apparently Raji and I get to meet the man next week – v.g.
See what sharing a bottle and 2 glasses of Australian red gets you? Bridget Jones would be proud.
Yesh, informashion and a spinning head. uh-oh – french tomorrow. double uh-oh….