Wednesday 16 January 2013

The Moscow Connection.

Tell you what: going out for a walk on a night like tonight is a bit like being part of the retreat from Moscow.

OK, maybe it isn’t quite as bad. At least I had several layers of clothing and a woolly hat on. And I didn’t have quite so far to walk, or dysentery, or hunger pangs. And maybe it wasn’t quite as cold as it gets in a Russian winter. But it gives you some idea of what it might have been like.

Maybe my current dislike of winter stems from having departed a previous life while retreating from Moscow. There’s an interesting thought.

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