Nixie to Mr. Cocolluis and the Tardis
Dear Mr Cocolluis, Some months ago you wrote to my column relating matters of the heart with some view to advice there of. My reply was, as always, consistently prompt and swiftly magnanimous. If you might not think me a tad topsy turvy in coming forwards on this occasion, I hope you may enjoy a rather more personal offering, from, errr, well, yours truly. At my age (Almost 42 ,without having fully moved on from the Tom Baker Episodes of Dr Who) I am in need of some continuity, a sameness in life, and I wondered if such a state might exist under our circumstances? What I mean to say Mr Cocolluis is that I did perchance sense a correlation between your situation and mine coupled with a direct interest in our rather allied past times re the 12 sides dice (and more). It seems Mr Cocolluis, as time rides on by, what is false fades to the sunrise of an invigorated truth and this does truth truly remain? I happen to think it does. Actually, really and truthfully speaking I am not "I