Yesterday, a cold foggy morning. He was preparing for the day ahead, pen and Moleskine to hand, the plan written, the gear all ready. A noise at the door, then the familiar silver envelope landed on the mat. “Hmmm”, he thought - “what delights will this on hold?” He’d been waiting for a while, what would a few more minutes make. Putting it to one side he waited till a fresh brew of Monsoon Malabar was ready, then sat down to open, read and digest. Another 101 – this one Priceless. 1 – Friendship, 101 – Here There and Everywhere. Indeed it was.