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Well, Anna, I understand your decision - I really do. I can't say I'm not disappointed but I'll get over it.

After all, it isn't as if I haven't slept by myself before. Many are the chaste nights I have lain awake with my thoughts. I often have thoughts of death. I've never told you about them. It could even amount to an obsession. (You know I am the obsessive type).

Then I thought: Think yourself lucky you have been given a part in this drama called Life.  Don't be forever thinking what part you are going to get next? Play this part to the full.

And then I thought: Yes, that's a good idea... but even so...

I hope you will be alright on the bike. I raised the saddle (I know your inside-leg measurement off by heart).

And yes, I will see my lonely situation as an opportunity to write.That's the positive way of looking at things, isn't it?

The left pedal squeaks a bit. I meant to squirt some WD40 on it but I forgot. I will do it when you come home at the weekend.

Well, I shall retire to my lonely bed... to sleep, perchance to dream (actually, I always dream. mostly they are messy, disturbing dreams. Occasionally I have the erotic one - only occasionally). I have had a glass of beer tonight (I know how to live!).

Take good care of yourself in those student halls of residence.

Looking forward to seeing you at the weekend.

Your George