Day #1 down. Essays are over. I bombed the first part of the day. I have a vague recollection of panicking on the first essay and then my memory goes blank until lunch. Second half wasn't as bad. I felt like I knew what I was talking about, understood the call of the question and mostly remembered the rules. It was all about racing the clock on that part.
Tomorrow is the MBE. Tonight, a glass of wine.
South Africa and Back Again
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I started typing this while we were flying home from Doha, a 16 hour
flight, which came after a 3 hour layover after a 9 hour flight from
Johannesburg to D...
1 day ago