I've always had a bit of an issue with Separation and Loss. Although I am ruthless about work-based separations and loss, (I never look back; once I'm out of there, I'm out of there) and house moves, (onwards and upwards, and anyway, I always take half my old garden with me to the next; I dragged my mulberry in a pot through three house moves, until I felt I had the right garden to plant it properly/forever...), I find some friendships very difficult to move on from.*
This requires no comment from me, stunned as I am.
This required a comment from me, stunned as I was.
This beggars belief.
I've been reading Helen Yemm for years, and have loved everything she writes, except of course her liking for cats, which we all know really are the d****'s familiar. I may yet fill the balloons with H2SO4... As for Phantom and Angela, I think theirs is pretty much the first blog I stumbled into, and am utterly delighted that they are back blogging again after decades of neglect. And the other thing is a real bollocks. As I said, I've always had a bit of an issue with Separation and Loss.