Some may find part of my blog objectionable, moi apologises.

to continue: Give me an O, give me an R, give me a C, gimmee an E.
Paperwork is almost completed, but I am not rushing. Going quietly amidst the business of each day.

For those who emailed me overnight, I am fine, just venting as the final movement of the marriage begins. Singleness here I come. Wiser and humbler, 'tis good, 'tis good.
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I finished my blog entry yesterday morning saying I need to read Dr Zhivago again.

I went out for a dinner party last night, and as it was the turn the lights off and light candles evening, our host dragged out an old record player and some vinyl.

Top of the pile, soundtrack to the movie! I got to dance to Laras' theme, and pondered the circular notion of life once more. Other favorite music of the night Cat Stevens. Our host had invited three singles and one couple. The couple had to endure four single folk belting out the first cut is the deepest. In vino veritas :)

There is something quite comforting hearing the pop, whistles, crackles and scratches as a record plays. It affirms something to the effect that life is not perfect.

So Dr Zhivago hey! Serendipity or synchronicity, you be the judge; O gentle reader.