I know things aren’t good ,when I go and see the bawdy Canterbury Tales in the wonderful atmospheric (i.e. damp) Southwark Theatre under The London Brigde Railway Arches, and I can’t dig deep enough to get my yearning for Rosie out of my mind.
But things get better ,when I phone home for a’ Belsize pick-up’ ( our term for anyone who wants a lift from Northfields Tube Station ), and Jacob and Florence are both in the car to meet me.
But before tomorrow I have to say how much I love that photo of Rosie and Izzi. It is as if Rosie is here,happy and staring right back at you .I want to touch her ,feel and her and hear her voice .It is just not right ….I want her so much .And whoever said ‘time heals’ should be ……….