Brennig Jones (and friends)

Last night, the first time since Friday, I slept.

Sophie came home yesterday afternoon. There was talking and tears and frankness and questions and answers.

And we went to bed and cuddled and I slept because my mate was back.

We know the crisis isn’t over, but at least we have a way forward.

Thanks.

It seems so pathetic, that one word, but this weekend has been difficult and your words, my friends, have been wonderful.

Thanks.