The Yiddish for finger is ‘toe’.

‘I remember the time I was kidnapped and they sent a piece of my finger to my father. He said he wanted more proof.’

En route back from Jakarta I stopped over in Dubai. That place is incredible. Like something from Metropolis. It changes so rapidly, I can’t believe the difference in just over 12 months. It is SciFi with a pulse.

Anyway, I was able to catch up with an old friend I used to play hockey with. I haven’t seen Henny for over 30 years – hadn’t changed a bit. Which obviously isn’t true. Because that would be weird. And I’m 3 stone heavier!

Off to chase up an order for our latest low-cost phone now, we’ve had loads of interest in these, so lots of samples flying out to Africa and Indonesia. Not sure about the bike charger though. Think I might need a bit more padding on my bike seat.

A friend is cycling from John O’ Groats to Land’s End for charity. That’s 874 miles and far too much chafing to think about. Rather him than me.

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