April 2022

What reasonably to write after such a long hiatus: Senescing gently in a house built 350 or so years ago, in the middle of an estate bought from a family who'd owned it for 450 or so years — since the time of the English Civil War — looking out over relatively unspoilt North Norfolk, UK, farmland/countryside...

A book, written pseudonymously and with tongue-in-cheek, about becoming an English country squire; follow-on volumes will portray the 'seated' squire as 'in charge' and then 'unseated.’

… After a youth substantially misspent... but then the huge, redemptive good fortune of a career analyzing and consulting on mid-east and south-Asian geo-political and macro-economic affairs... and non-food, primary commodities....

... Good health; a lovely and loving partner; two children, two grandchildren and, I hope, 'counting'...

... And pondering in reverse order of importance, presumably: a war in Ukraine; a new European and world order; a 'rolling' pandemic... and climate change/degradation of our earth's environment…

... All very long-long from Baltimore, Maryland, and Gilman — supports upon which my life was built — and yet, perhaps, not so very long-long.