Our boxes have arrived on British shores and are now making their way through customs. I went on the website to pay the final delivery fee and my attention was caught by the little advertisement for sending baby milk to China. Sensible, I suppose. Does make one think of how there are so many more East Asians in London than there used to be, and how much more small-scale trade there is. One can well imagine wanting to send ‘safe’ European milk to China, for sale or for family, and someone’s found that niche. Maybe lots have, who knows. I use an ad blocker. It’s an interesting reverse flow, after a podcast I listened to recently and a paper I read about Third World traders buying from China and sending back to their countries of origin.
I finally sent off the editing I was working on, for an international organization in Afghanistan. I have worked for them before and am perpetually hoping they’ll ask me to come on site. This was editing some material (quite a lot of material) for a quite good initiative that I had previously encountered. Anyhow, I slept about four hours last night and am in the slightly fragile but otherwise just fine condition that I usually am after working all night. The Gentleman Friend finds it hard to imagine but I really don’t massively mind these all-nighters. At least in retrospect.