I'll be back.
I haven't played chess nor studied in a while. The last 26 months I learned to sing 3164 new notes. 3 of them I sing false. Margriet keeps haunting me untill I get those 3 notes right too. Thursday we have a very important appearance. It is remembrance day for the dead of WWII. It's a ceremony with the mayor of our city and a lot of VIPs. We are very proud that our choir has been chosen for the ceremony. BUT I have to learn to sing those notes according the idea's of the composer in stead of my own fancyful interpretation. . . Further it is time again to throw another bone to my boss to keep him happy. And my term of being a treasurer at our chessclub will end soon so I have a lot of work to do before I can hand the task over. Another problem is that my English dictionary has fallen on the floor. Since it is from 1959 it is out of order now. So I don't think there will be much time for chess the coming time. But I'll be back. . .