Necessary noise ... part 10

Barbara wrote:

Last night I was walking home from the Traverse alone, having seen a splendid new play by Paul Higgins who is a wonderful Scottish actor. An ambulance passed, lights flashing but no siren and travelling rather slowly. I was transported back to your accident and heard you saying you thought all would be well because the siren wasn't playing. Felt in some ways like a long, long time ago and in other ways not so.

You've achieved so much to be proud of since then - and exceeded everyone's hopes and dreams for your health and in every other way.

Sitting here in Sydney on a sunny Saturday afternoon, Spike's violin and accordion music playing (Sophie Solomon) as she prepares her portfolio in another room, I had a quiet wee weep. Not quite sure why. Melancholic Scottish middle-aged man shit, I would say.

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