We're All Going On A Summer Holiday...

The books are selected, the case is packed and the car is booked. This can only mean one thing - your humble author - the Nameless Libertarian - and his lovely wife are off for a week of holiday. This means that posting on The Appalling Strangeness will be sparse if not non-existent. Unless the Moai finds a log-in or it rains all day every day. Actually, the latter could happen, but I'd be grateful if everyone could keep their fingers crossed that it doesn't. 

So, Regular Readers, I will bid you adieu with the farewell of the modern age: "Laters, innit?"