Safely arrived in Dublin, using terminal in my mother’s office, and I still can’t access our work email externally. And the famous Serbia report is actually going to be published within the next couple of hours.
So I’ve taken the unprecedented step of letting colleagues know my private email address; I’m not concerned about privacy, but concerned that they may try and send huge documents which will block my limited space…
There’s a play about Anne Boleyn by Howard Brenton that I heard mentioned that seems to deal with her in that light.
I’m interested to hear what you think about ‘The Tudors’.