Fare thee well, Murph. Fond of rabbits, bolting off, Lily and puns. You came, let me join in and hung around for awhile.
I hope your Heaven has a very comfortable basket, slow rabbits and a bone that never ends.
We will miss you, but not half as much as Mrs Rhine and Drew.
Bank Holiday Sunday
Dear Dave I woke up today with Philip Glass' Metamorphosis in my head. It's apt really as it was part of the music chosen for your...
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I clocked that fellow Infomaniac Bitch, IDV was also to be found in this fine City. We would nod to each other occasionally, but for the mo...
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You left me that Sunday morning in May. It feels like several lifetimes ago. You did it in your usual spectacular fashion and my last memori...
I'm mourning his loss rather more intensely than I should over an imaginary friend.
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tim ~ welcome. It is a sad time indeed. I will admit to having a good cry last night when I read the news.
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