The strangest thing about my life now is that an entire bunch of friends have fallen out of my life, heaven knows why, perhaps I have not been a good friend, and a new set of friends have come in. And most of the new ones are in their mid to late thirties and early forties. Heck some in their late 20s. Wonder what this means? For the handful who have stayed with me through the decades, you know who you are and you are bloody precious.