Attrition warfare

It's me in the trenches with my laptop, on the other side - doing its best to hem me in with some fairly heavy shelling - is the word limit of my thesis.

I will win, though, dammit.

Of course, my efforts are not necessarily aided by my performance at a vacation formal hall at Emma (Emmanuel College) last night which may also not have assisted my liver, but may have contributed to my reputation as being: (a) an Australian; and (b) amusing.

Note to self: there is only so much red wine a dinner of salmon and vegetables will absorb.

At least I was home in time for "Six Feet Under" ...

Photos are over here.