Taking a Breather

My telephone rings.


“May I speak to Mr. Bun Karyudo, please?”


“Hello, Mr. Karyudo. This is your bank manager. I’m calling about an, um… delicate matter.”

“A delicate matter, you say? Well, go ahead. I’ll try to give you the best advice I can.”

“No, I mean, a delicate matter regarding your account.”

“My account?”

Yes. You see, you have an outstanding debt.”

“Really, well thank you very much.”

“I think you may have misheard me. I said your debt is outstanding.”

“Oh, it’s nothing really.”

“I wish that were true, Mr. Karyudo, but your debt is not nothing.”

“It’s not?”

“No, it’s something.”


“Yes, it’s really something.”

“That’s great! Thank you so much again. Wonderful speaking to you. Goodbye.”


As regular readers are no doubt aware, I’m about to start a new job in a couple of days. As part of my preparations, I’ve been inundated with massive amount of information, not all of which is in my first language. I’m finding the going extremely tough. I am, to be perfectly frank, not at all sure I’ll be able to cram so many facts into so little brain.


Despite my ever-friendly bank manager, I can’t afford to make any mistakes with this job, so I’m going to take a writing break for three weeks. This will be the first time since I started the blog two years ago that I’ve gone completely offline. I know it’s a risk. I hope that when I come back, there will still be at least a few of you who remember who I am. Three weeks is an eternity in the age of Twitter.


Anyway, I’ll see you all again in late April. Wish me luck!