All ready was I to settle down to a comfortable (if not particularly profitable) afternoon blogging. However, no sooner did I sit down at my trusty (rusty) computer, than the muse started beating me over the head with a lump of 4x2. So I am afraid I am writing, not for your edification and amusement, but so that I can get the damn thing to shut up and shove off. The piece in question will be submitted to Emily's Glimpses most likely. And here, just for you, dear reader, is the first paragraph:

Abandoned suitcases received less than a warm reception in Paris. The incident of terrorism being unacceptably high, the police response to unowned luggage was nothing short of panicked. It involved cordons, bomb squads, and the eventual execution by shooting of the offending suitcase.

Mwah! Ciao!