There is a lot of shouting going on on my blog tonight. Apologies to those who are noise sensitive.
The list of people from out of town with whom I would like to talk all the time includes this girl:
She and I (and the other half of the fab four) spent a good deal of two years being. Just being. That is the most glorious kind of friendship.
Twice now, in about as many weeks, we have had Skype conversations. My heart is a little happier, my day a little fuller.
Next week I hope to get to talk to Allardyce again. And Sam and Lucy, my favorite babies who I will post pictures of tomorrow. Just because. That is the most glorious kind of loving.
I am going to bed.