Several of you have asked after my health, and that of Ilse, after the long march (referenced two posts below) of the weekend. Ilse's tired but fine. I'm tireder, and somewhat disoriented by the sudden and temporary dearth of responsibility, but also fine.
The circus ended up being big enough, although its size was artificially diminished by the unusually high cost of transatlantic air fares this summer. It seems that the actual French (the local French being, in this case, not relevant) couldn't be bothered to spend a little money on this side of the ocean.
But we all had a lovely time, and the World Championship was won by the Norwegian guy who had also won the French Championship, so it's not like the French were badly represented.
There'll be complete results and some photos over at the previously-linked site sorta soon. Not today, certainly.
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You couldn't even place?
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