
Its April 12th 2009 so my HAL 9000 Screen saver tells me, its Easter Sunday. This surely has to be a day of rest. Harry just popped in, in and out all weekend!. Has spent some of his well earned money on a Golf and is running about with his Emma. He's upbeat, which is good. Back to Afghanistan in the fall. Our Emma still in bed, she works till late as you know. Max will stir at some point. For some impulsive reason I decided to get them both Easter Eggs from M and S last night. I suppose we have reached a point where they have all grown up now and such gestures seem irrelevant, so I grasped a last opportunity to demonstrate my love to them. Opportunities which seem to be getting less as they get older, and yet perhaps are more mutually understood than stated. 'Saffi' attempting to type on my keyboard! clearly wants attention, and will have to get some Cat food today. Which then justifies my getting in a joint of some sort for an Easter dinner?. Is this what I should be doing on Easter Sunday?, or something simpler. Day of rest Alan remember. Some people have their Scientology and whatever, well 'I am with Jesus baby!'.
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