thank you

I have spent the last week living off blogs, sometimes feeling terribly voyeuristic and almost as if I should not be so priviliged to know what you tell me (us)....but in essence, today, I feel lucky to have found a network of friends who allow me, for a brief moment to look into their lives......and share it, warts and all...

I have laughed at the wars conducted on every cyber platform his 'cuteness' and the rival in the Blue corner can find, the questions posed that liven the blogging debate from the uses of the man - I am still smiling as i think of things to add to that one - to rantings of mad Kenyan women. I have been seduced by poetry, not only from our purple and blue resident mshairis, but also those who from the backdrop of Big Ben bring a simplicity and vulnerability that moves you tremendoulsy. Those who share their pain and their joys. The butterflies and the Everest like feats ahead of them. Those who every so often come up with delectable posts and yet let our imaginations run wild with what really happened at the Bloggers Inc Family Reunion due to a lack of gos! And ofcourse the satrical humour that purely belongs to both him who thinks out loud and the godfather! I cannot ofcourse forget the 'Sheng King!' who makes working till 4am bearable for i know I have something to make me ache with laughter when I have simply lost the will to stare at witness statements and my computer screen for a moment longer ;-)

To you all, and all those others I forget but who form part of my nightly ritual....I can no longer imagine life without you there every evening to make me smile, feel, laugh out loud, cry and think.....

And last but not least, to the proprieter of that Junkyard, who literally pushed me here and since the conception of our friendship has been a continous inspiration....