Hello. I forgot to tell you that I've gone to East Finchley for Yom Tov. Although if you're thinking of burgling my house I've left my flat-mate at home. Hello, K.
It's a non-stop food/drink/shul extravaganza. It's a schmoozarama. It's terribly sociable, and I'm having a very nice time, although squeezing six meals into a three day period is taxing my waistband.
See you on the other side.
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