Thanks. I appreciate that, in my strange way of late.
The long and short of my absence is that my mum died last summer of the cancer that had given me the shits. Then just last month, Donna the new star of my life died while we were on our way back to Edinburgh from a trip across southern Scotland. I held them both by the hand while they passed away, just a year apart. The first, after much courage on her part and dread on mine. The latter, well, a total shock I can still barely comprehend. I’m glad we met, and I’m glad I was there, for both of them. Wouldn’t have wanted to be anywhere else, that’s for sure. Works a number on you, mind.