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I've already used the picture of the rocks inside my head. Double them, and that gives you an idea of how it's feeling right now, after a night drinking wine, talking, laughing and crying with my lovely friend.

A strange night involving all of the above plus a ghost from the past (hopefully laid to rest, but we will see what happens when the fog clears) and a make-or-break discussion with someone who may be of the future.

When I was writing about my work a couple of days ago, there were things I meant to say but ran out of time.

Searching the archives, I found a news item telling of a man who'd been fined under the 'Control of Eggs Act' for, well, not controlling his eggs properly...

That was welcome light relief after the events of the morning - a waste of public money so that politicians and business people and those employed in the mille-feuille of quangos that make up modern life. If I'd been playing corporate-speak bingo, I'd have been national champion - partnership working, sustainable, renewable energy, blue sky thinking, the new north star, stakeholders - ding ding ding they were all there, and more.

Great news that our circulation has increased by 500 over the last few months...

I found prayer flags in my room today. They're cheerful - at the church I used to attend, prayer sometimes seemed such a serious and - dare I say it - joyless thing; heaven forbid that you just chatted to God about your day. And prayer flags would have been seen as an abomination.

I read that they are supposed to flutter the prayers up to heaven...which is lovely.

PQB