It was all going so well and then a month slipped by.
In my defence I had a right motherfucker of a cold — I am still coughing — and that backed up work into nuclear deadline emergency crisis mode. Which continues, but the end is in sight. One more setpiece lecture — 2 hours on algorithmic composition — plus a few odds and ends, then it’s all over.
Until the next bit. Which starts immediately, of course. No rest for the wicked. But I’m looking forward to this little bit of closure at least.
Deep breath…