I'm on my own now. No one to hold my hand.
As I said, my friend suggested I should blog and I think, What fun. but what if my brain dies. There I am, in the middle of hello, and I have no where else to go. That could be red-face time.
Sometimes I have brilliant ideas, but they fly away before I can get them down. I'll never remember them and you'll never read them and we all suffer a great loss. Ta-ta for now, as Tigger might say. Keep on the sunny side.