Last night in this house; last time of looking along the bookshelves full of someone else's Things. And tonight my eye comes to rest on St Francis and a donkey - small Neapolitan figurines - and St F seems rather apt tonight, thinking of Walter Gomez 3,000 miles away, spending his second night in veterinary care, with some as yet mysterious bladder problem. Sometimes it's very hard being away.
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