i texted tam a couple of minutes after midnight to wish him a happy one. i gave it about an hour, then switched my phone off before getting into bed. and sure enough, when i turned it back on, he'd texted me back - at four-thirty!
i wonder how many victims he'd got with that one this year? stella for one, i'd bet - she's far too new to his carry on!
it was about half-ten and it seemed churlish in the extreme to hit him back with a text when he'd be sleeping, so i got ready for the lunch munch.
stella's been sending out e-mails like she has shares in microsoft for the last day or two. she's planning tonight like a military operation. all players are to assemble at this afternoon's munch for our final instructions.
this is where we find out we're to become suicide-bombers.
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