ahoy,
Jul brought some sort of plague back from the “institute” last weekend. It was the work of a moment for him to infect me. It’s a hellish disease, inducing mild madness when you try and sleep and makes all possible joints ache like a pain.
what is all this talk of england not having a back line and not playing flowing rugby? Lies, I say! Clearly, england are the best in the world. We shall crush the aussies.
Tis all quiet on the job front, though that might be because i haven’t applied for any recently… Damned Logica spurned me like a dog, the fiends.
