For Christine

Christine...you make me laugh, you make me cry, you make me smile, you make me wonder, you play. Who else could get me to dress up as a slug and nibble on a giant marrow? Who else makes tea in tea cups instead of builder's mugs? Who else has the strength to pull the door of a VW van and hold it up for thirty minutes?
Christine, who despite the most tragic of childhoods, still holds onto life with the tenacity of a small village. Christine - the artist, the author, the lover of all animals, the red of hair, the fighter, the lovely. What a gift you are to the world and all who know you. You will recover from your operation soon.
How brave you are to have gone through that - I understand your fear of all things medical but you did it, you did it - all on your own - you did it - and you will go on to do so much more. I love you.