out of the last three boxes comes a strange mix of stuff and most of the letters that i have ever been sent from what I can tell...

and we just used to write to each other so much - uni friends, school friends, anyone. no mobiles, expensive landlines so just lots of handwritten letters full of revelations and memories - and like all revelations and memories, a mixed bag.

comforted the cat, filled the recycling, wandered round the Sally Army, drank coffee in the sun and then ended up with S and B in Ikea as I am the temporary owner of a car, they have one but can't drive it and are attempting to move house only spending £2.50 or thereabouts.

J and I shared a chinese meal and sorted out each other's lives (work in progress, that one).

Life is good.