Last Post from Tripoli

One of my colleagues, who is off to a new job in the far east, said this morning: I hope I never have to come back to this part of the world. I don't even want to fly over it, if I can avoid it. I agreed with a smile. That might seem a harsh thing to say, but if you think so, try working out here for a year, and then analyse your feelings...

But least said soonest mended.

The sun's shining, the clock's ticking, the world's turning. And I'm wondering: what's been happening on EastEnders?

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