How are you? I forgot to give you last week's copy of 'Database' , I shall keep it here and you may have it the next time you pop across.
The other thing : do you remember us talking about turning our Dhamma tapes into MP3's. Well, Rob had an idea, rather than doing it ourselves he thought it might be faster and less expensive to ask around to find out whether there was some sort of service available here in the city. What do you think?

Not alot more to add actually. Rob is well, so am I. Rob's got a plan underfoot to get one of his wealthy Thai supporters to sponsor a new wall/partition in my room while the senior monk of the Cana is away in Australia.
Stealthily like.

Hope all's well with you and yours.

Yours Surreptitiously
John

He pointed his finger in friendly jest and went over to the parapet, laughing to himself. Stephen Dedalus stepped up, followed him wearily half way and sat down on the edge of the gunrest, watching him still as he propped his mirror on the parapet, dipped the brush in the bowl and lathered cheeks and neck.

Buck Mulligan's gay voice went on.

My name is absurd too: Malachi Mulligan, two dactyls. But it has a Hellenic ring, hasn't it? Tripping and sunny like the buck himself. We must go to Athens. Will you come if I can get the aunt to fork out twenty quid?

'Ulysses'
James Joyce