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I finally  move in just over a week.   I have bought a television, although I am not sure what I will  be able to watch on it, and I have bought an electric hob to replace the gas presently in situ.  When I was 7 years old I was blown up in a gas explosion and I am still very wary of gas.  In fact I have never had gas central heating until now so that will be a new experience.  In Sudan I had bottled gas, which sat in the kitchen next to the cooker.  I decided to get someone to make a hole in the wall so that the gas bottle could sit outside in the courtyard.  Of course, that night someone came over the wall and stole the gas bottle.  So then I had a  cage built, the same as the one I had had constructed for the drums of fuel  for the generator.  That seemed to put the kybosh on our silent thieves stealing the gas and fuel but of course they still slid over the wall at night looking for other goodies.  My car, which was inside the courtyard at night, had no wing mirrors, bumpers, hub caps or anything else that was removeable.  One night they stole my number plate, but only one, which led to another story, too long to tell here. 

How long will it be before Sarkozy actually goes to jail.  Will it be in my lifetime?  Like Trump and all the other corrupt leaders they just litigate until the law and the public forget about them.

I have been out to dinner twice this week, more dinners out than I have had in the last two years, since when we have been able to socialise it is generally at lunch time.  On Wednesday evening I had a very nice evening and drank 3 glasses of wine.   Thursday morning I had to play tennis.  I was absolute rubbish.

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