So, time passes, things change, the world heals, the spring melted through the summer then grew long again in the autumn shadows.So the bows are tied, the loose ends are sorted and people grow stronger once again.Making you proud bro, prize-giving in a couple of weeks and I get to corrupt their academic midsts with the fragrance of a snarl.Chaos still plays fiddle at the ballet of life...Hope you and Lucas are being good..Si.