Having just settled myself down with my afternoon tea and biscuit, the doorbell rang. Standing in front of me was 'my oh so gorgeous' god son, popping in to see me before heading off for his gap year trip to South America. Like some old granny grateful for attention, my whole spirit lifted, as he talked about old times and adventures awaiting. I found myself staring at him as he urged me to read "The Alchamist" and to not be afraid of change and "taking a risk". We drank coffee (seemed more "cool" than offering tea) and just caught up. I know I've said it before, but...it IS a wonderful life!