Suddenly he's everywhere. He's up and out, first thing in the morning, when Helena delivers our yoghurt. This evening he was over by the window, checking out the cables and curtains.
He later joined me in the bed I'd made under the sofa. He did take time out to rest, but does seem to have had a fuel injection. I'm amazed.
'Shy Boy' Archangel Gabriel
on behalf of Gordon Brown.
In memory of Tony Blair
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