Anyone could be forgiven for thinking that I had succumbed to the icy north winds here in sunny Sweden. The fact, as usual, is less fascinating than the fiction.
I've moved into the PR game and actually started to write again. It has been a while, but I feel the stirrings of yore and the priapic predisposition to pontificate, exaggerate and generally make stuff up.
So you can expect another epistle from the Frozen North, in the coming months.
I wish you a resolutely Happy New Year!
T.S.
I've moved into the PR game and actually started to write again. It has been a while, but I feel the stirrings of yore and the priapic predisposition to pontificate, exaggerate and generally make stuff up.
So you can expect another epistle from the Frozen North, in the coming months.
I wish you a resolutely Happy New Year!
T.S.
