Bollocks to this, I’m off on holiday.
Actually, I should have posted this last week, as in reality I’ve just returned from this year’s annual trek to a tinpot dictatorship. Yes indeed: little more than 24 hours ago I was drinking a glass of the splendidly branded Berk beer with a policeman in a hotel bar in Daşoguz, northern Turkmenistan.
Reports and photographs to follow.