Update nr 1

I've just been out for a pleasant walk with my Transylvanian dog Mina, through the woods and along a pleasant grassy trail in the golden slanting evening light when shadows are long.

I have also, again, had to delete comments by another bigotted Romanian troll. Apparently I have disappointed the Roms. I did not do enough for them. I wonder which of the following was insufficient?

Bringing over a million euro ($1.5m) into their rural economy, a lot of money when a family income of 200 euro a month is normal?

Departing because it became patently obvious that a tourism business just wasn't viable thanks to high prices for services, poor quality of just about everything, and foreign tourists simply not wanting to see trash in the rivers and mountains clear-felled of their trees?

Employing half a dozen people on fair wages for the best part of a decade?

Creating a great deal of positive publicity and bringing visitors from forty countries to see Romania?

Tolerating being followed by the secret police and having my phone tapped as if these were normal occurences?

Forgiving certain of my neighbours numerous times for stealing from me, for gossip, for slander?

Before that, helping run an aid organisation that brought a considerable amount of food and medicine into Romania immediately after the fall of communism?

Perhaps I failed because I wasn't a magician? I couldn't suspend the laws of economics. Nor could I put a spell on hoteliers to serve food on time and hot. I was not able to blind tourists to the trash that was thrown down everywhere. Neither could I bewitch anyone with a work ethic.

But, believe me, I worked so hard and creatively that, had I been in any other European country - a nice civilised places like Austria, for instance; even former communist states such Hungary or Poland - my business would have flourished and local people with me.

A note to the minority of troublemaker: I will delete defamatory, libellous or otherwise offensive comments. My life and happiness are no longer predicated by a whining minority driven by envy and prejudice. I am beyond your clutches.

I did enjoy my walk. I appreciated the tranquility, the pleasure of walking along trails not lined with discarded trash, the sight of green hills not disfigured by ugly weekend villas, the wind whistling through wodds not hacked to pieces by indiscriminate logging, the knowledge that I live in a place where people care about their environment.