Live from the battlefield

There is a place I know which is safe, away from all the mad-capped action and fast-paced life that tends to go on around me. It's like a big bunker with thick concrete walls for reinforcement and only an old fashioned morse code system for interactions with the outside world - tends to take a while. Most of you will know it as my head. It resides in my office. I might be some time.

In the meantime I'll be running around screaming peace and putting flowers down barrels and the like. Just like rugby.