I must apologise, to you, my readers. I have been laid up in bed, due to catching a cold on the Observation Roof, and so have been unable to post recently.
Matters were exacerbated by the quack doctor that the hotel employed. It was only after he had gone that we realised that he had prescribed Gleamhound's Cold Cure - and I had drunk half the bottle. This, of course, made me feel much worse.
The Old Monkey has been administering to my every need and Goodman has been reading some exciting detective stories to me. It's quite nice to have a rest from my civic duties - so I can't complain really.
As soon as I am feeling better I will resume my tales of our trip to America.