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... For now anyhow... Until I grow balls enough to give justice to any future coverage, virtual oblivion achieved and ‘chicken’ enough to say little resembling anything worthy of the magnificent time spent in Poland dictates it’s time to sign off and mothball the auld blog – resign myself to the fact all those intended accounts are now left to the ambiguous whims of memory. Too much left out - too much stuff and nonsense left in simply to pass the time of day during those many mornings after the nights before dictated ‘the slide’ was more braking than skating - ending up looking and sounding just a tad pedestrian for a life sometimes crashing - often cruising in the fast lane... However much I intended it to be, and whether the odd post here has some value or not, warts and all it certainly wasn’t out of the respect for friends’ privacy and my lack of ingenuity in story-telling. So it’s nara here for now and a shift in gear somewhere else.