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required by expats then it certainly occupies
second or third place. I'm talking about humour.
Humour was the habitual opium. In the face of
adversity laughter was a balsam. A laugh a day
keeps the blues at bay. This, taken with the
tedium of the farm and the fact of my isolation,
gave any clues the deep-six.
I can see I'm digressing.
I must start with my arrival: an arrival that on
the face of it was quite mundane. And yet it was at
once ordinary and extraordinary like only a birth
can be.
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