Back in the land of the living after a week’s skiing at Pico, VT. Sadly I was unprepared for America’s Legendary Haute Cuisine and ended up with food poisoning after a mere two days in your wonderful country. So I spent the third day in the condo sampling America’s fine televisual output, which consists almost entirely of adverts (apparently Americans spend their entire income on lawyers, cars, and drugs with embarrassing side-effects) interspersed with the occasional fleeting glimpse of programme.
They almost persuaded me to call 1-800-SUE-PICO for the dodgy cheeseburger, but I decided just to stick to the chilli for the rest of the week..