Here's the previously-discussed picture. Confusion still reigns with Millenium. I am now scheduled for training in December. By then, I must have figured it out on my own or there's just no excuse. Meanwhile, I gave myself the treat of a little Marion Chesney, The Miser of Mayfair. 167 p. Short and tart. Fluffy but not meringue. Now I'm on to more serious things.
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