The Saturday London Times, for which I’ve been writing a bi-weekly (fortnightly as they say) column has undergone a redesign and picked up a new US editor who will be writing a letter from the States that will bump off my column. At first I was reluctant to pick up the gig for time-management reasons, but it was just so cool to be a columnist for the Times of London — and the money didn’t stink — it seemed like something I couldn’t say no to. Now, it’s over. I’ll miss doing it, but I am a bit relieved too.

One weird thing was that I almost never got any feedback on it. It was like writing a column, stuffing it into a bottle and throwing it across the Atlantic. Every now and then I’d bump into someone who’d seen it, but because of the Times’ web firewall, nobody on this side of the pond ever saw it. I had grand hopes that the column would result in regular invitations to London for trans-Atlantic punditry (note: Jonah wants to opine in lavish Euro-hotels once his book is done). They never materialized either. Again: Oh well.