Wiz - that’s how I always think of you - we’re old mates, we’ve been here before and I hate to see you like this, I really do. You have more friends than you realise. People do care. Life doesn’t always behave as we would like - want to hear my life story? ;o) - but you know from experience that it picks up again. An old Jewish lady once told me when things can’t get darker they can only get lighter, and she was right. Look to the light, wiz. It’s not far off. You’ll find it again. Much love to you - as always. Naomi. X