So, this Sunday is the end. The end of the week, of course. The end of the week-end at Stockholm. And, above all, the end of François' Swedish trip.... In a certain way (the medical one), it is good because it became really hard to have a normal life: no sleep, big dinners, going out frequently... However, it will be a kind of strange not find anybody at home to discuss with important and serious matters... But I don't worry because I know that after a good week of rest, a good week-end will arrive again with all the band...