I’ve just spent a couple hours reading all our old conversations on Gmail, it feels a bit like talking to you again. I’m so happy to find them again, I thought I didn’t have much record of us. You know my memory is dire. I was hunting in vain for one really nice picture but they’re all just silly ones, which is just as good I guess. But they’re nice to read anyway. It does feel like we spent a lot of time just sharing what was getting us down, but it helped, and it’s helping now. I don’t think we ever had a harsh word, I don’t think there was anything I couldn’t tell you. Now I suppose I can’t tell you anything again. This page helps. I suppose I’d better go to bed. Hope you’re sleeping well. Love
