In an ideal world, Alice and I wouldn't be spending our anniversary 2,257 miles apart (roughly: that's the airmiles distance). But it is very lovely to have red roses turn up in one's office (and to know that suitable flora arrived safely at the other end, too). What was not easy, however, was taking anything like a satisfactory photo of them (I blame the dull, grey light outside, full of rain), so I've resorted to iPhone trickery. The ghostliness should be thought of, perhaps, not so much as anniversarial, but as symbolizing All Souls' Day?
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