The Park.

Today was interesting. I did drag my sorry self down to the park, where I sprawled my poorly body out on my picnic blanket and attempted to mind my own business for an hour or so. All fine and dandy although I was poorly, until of course school turfed out it's burly nippers. After a rather disturbing offer from none other than a small boy of no more than 7 or 8, (!!??wtf????!!) and a visit from the babylon who proceeded to get busy on the older kids - I decided it was more peaceful to waste away on my sofa and got myself back indoors. So, 50 feet from my house. It's a start....

I hadn't been out since Sunday. I wasn't going to talk about Sunday just yet, if ever - I didn't feel up to it. Sunday was shite. I did make it to Highbury, although not into the game. I recieved some tragic news on Sunday regarding a beautiful spirited friend of mine. Thank you so much for sending me Lovely messages as I know word spread a bit - much appreciated - really so many thoughtful people have come to be my friends through the Arsenal! :-)

JOSEPH.

All my Love to James and Abdul and Fuzzy and all those who feel close to J. It was easy to because he was so Lovely. I'm so, so sorry. Life throws some funny bloody crap and nasties about, its true, and you never know what's around the damn corner from one day to the next. I guess you do know when people have been special in your life and you can never let go of the feelings you have shared with them. I know spirits don't dissappear, they stay with you. And Joseph's spirit is strong, and beautiful.

I just don't know what else to say.

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