No, I haven't gone away.
Just run off my little paws, writing and writing like there was no tomorrow. And yet I know that there is. No rest while there are poisonous narcissists still to be fought.
Will find time over this weekend to tell tales of south east London. There is a small gap in my schedule before I launch off on Indian railways, Buddhism, Mughal land policy and the Partition of 1947. What an exciting life.