About 4am this morning, I recalled this comment and how it reminded me of the first and only time I ate steak tartare,also not knowing what it was and too hungry to care. Then I went down a rabbit hole, remembering comments wondering where Esma had gone and how we all miss her rapier wit. People on this thread are the perfect friends - we have a shared interest, we interact as much or as little as we choose and nobody is going to come round to be judgemental about my dusty skirting boards, weird habits or horrible new shoes (ugly but sooo comfortable.) The downside is that people can just vanish and we won't know why. I build up quite detailed mental pictures of you all and want you to know that if fate causes me or you to disappear for whatever reason, you are all much appreciated in the here and now.