Dreadful, dreadful week. What to say? Only that it was not to be, leave it at that - spoken in best pub bore / John Major / Arthur Pewtey voice, try to make light of it.

"It was not to be."

I've put the [recruit] posts back: I took them down because I didn't want to have to explain; but have since realized, they do. I do not need to write more. I may often mock and bewail my brood in these pages, but that isn't real anger, or real hurt, nor even real mockery. That kind of thing, it's best kept in-house.