Toronto and the Fires Of Time in Which We Burn...

Dear Juliet

That title doesn't actually mean anything, it just assembled itself in the back of my head as I started to write (but use it this evening if you want). I'm going to an event at the village hall tonight (not a drag act, at least I don't think so) but I'll be keeping an ear out for you. It looks like Toronto's only four hours behind the UK, so I guess you're already there now and will be going on stage about 1.00 am my time.

Have a hug.

🤗

It's lucky I'm a night owl.



















So think of it this way, you've been shadowed by the Enterprise and watched over by the Dark Knight.

It'll be okay. Think of Point Lobos. I'll write again soon.

Love,

James




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