More Rantings from a French Farmhouse. Fact: As I get older I get more grumpy. Not just grumpier but less tolerant to just about everything, especially the software template that is trying to organize this book for me which has stopped working as it used to and now works as it thinks I want it to, which I don't. Believe it or not, this is the 44th book I have written! Over a million fucking words, in print! Well not all 'fucking' words, obviously, although that does sound rather tempting.
I know, you didn't think I was that old? I'm not really. Just a little wrinkly round the edges when you look from the outside. But, on the inside, my, I really am as twisted as a set of Christmas lights.
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