Fingers crossed, that’s the last I’ll see of Trade Gloss for a while. And just in time, given tonight the rain arrived – proverbial buckets of the stuff. Fortunately I’m tucked up in the homestead beside a burning stove, and not sleeping on the concourse of Munich Station. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free... What part of ‘Are you crazy’ did Frau Merkel not understand? Seems the good lady’s plan to save the world is floundering after barely one week.