Sunday evening after a four day weekend. Why is it that time passes so quickly when you are doing next to nothing? Well, next to nothing… I spent the weekend writing the usual pieces about human rights in places far away from my living room.
Wrote (about Armenia), worried (about Azerbaijan) and in general spent far too much time glued to the Guardian website – which has a feature on the Guantanamo leaks. Not all time was spent in being worthy and bookish though – I got in a few hours of sun on the balcony and various cafe terrasses….