Dear Patrons of the Internet
It has been brought to my attention that some of you are a little worried about Mr. EP himself. After a great deal of effort I managed to track him down, in Poland, obviously.
He is alive and well and all rumours of his death are greatly exaggerated. He has been spending his time filling his backpack with wads of paper and scribbles and has had a terrible accident that means he will have to learn how to type again.
Dearest Readers, don't be alarmed! Malcolm simply needs more of something. I'm not sure what, but you're so very clever I'm sure you'll figure something out. So I urge you to send salutations to his inbox in the hope that once he's been bombarded he might actually post something, or... reply to an email.
He apologises for being an ass, but says it's hard to stop. Don't we know it.
(contactable at elbowsonthetable at gmail dot com)