Maastricht market square

You possess all the attributes of a demagogue; a screeching, horrible voice, a perverse, crossgrained nature and the language of the market-place. In you all is united which is needful for governing.

Another long day of interviews - even over lunch at an outside table of a nearby Italian restaurant. The weather is perfect, but I’m back in the windowless “project room” all too soon.

There’s an after work sales call with California after work. Organics snacking for tea. A wander across the old bridge into the cobbled splendour of central Maastricht. A bottle of Achel at a busy bar. And then back to the hotel, for a bit more paperwork and, finally, bed.