I was at no time used as a lavender cover for my friend - if I had felt like that should said so years ago. He loved Christopher, the young man/boy and wanted me to tell you that he was a sweet and generous soul, capable of great kindness and fun. And he has spent the last thirty years trying to fins him and repay for his generosity of spirit.,
He is my friend and I still love him so there it is - make of it what you will - his absolution for my part was complete so let it be - the past is another country.
My darling Peter, pigs to friends phoned tonight and had me screeching with laughter. He has a generous heart and a gift of making you feel capable of being better than you are in reality. He also bought me a pair of red boots for the Canadian snow - only true friends do that. I think he needs a blog of his own.
Wasn't that Basingstoke blog mind numbingly boring? That's what living here for any length of time does to you. I do apologise.
Anyway thought I would try something new - moving images and sound - let me know what you think?
And yes I know it is a political broadcast but the message and the music sync beautifully.
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