penicillin just don’t work Not for the first time I am questioning my love of the Addicks. The thought of Operation Craven compelled me to delay my flight back to Chicago by 24 hours, which means I literally go to bed tonight after getting home from an eight and a half hour flight, set my alarm for 3.30am tomorrow morning and go back to O’Hare, whence I just came, and fly to Bermuda for client meetings that begin at 3pm (1pm CT). Agreed Bermuda ain’t the toughest place to work but it is not Henley Grange either!

I spend until Friday on the island and then head home for the weekend, carrying with me the bug of being a Charlton fan. Penicillin will not work on this little ailment as some of you well know.

So that will mean I have been out of the office for almost 3 whole weeks. Have Blackberry, laptop, mobile, passport and a few pair of spare under-crackers will travel!

I will be as busy as John Harbin working on Andy Reid’s belly over the next four weeks but after Thanksgiving (the last Thursday of November) things should have calmed down for me, and maybe that small scratch that bleeds red and white might just have started to heal as well?  ¶ 21:10