Many, many thanks for all the comments and emails I have received following my reveal of my brush with death last week. I’m felling much better now and working towards my daily quota of booze and fags. The sex bit went by the way a while ago. Kate popped round with a bottle of vintage “champers” and a hug and a kiss. None of the virtual bollocks. Checked out the portrait in the attic, lots of new snakes and bent wire coat hangers... So, things are getting back to normal.
What would we do without George?