Well, it was Sunday, but who cares? My dear brother and I met up for the first time since we were estranged many years ago. It was made easier by the kind and friendly presence of mr inky. I couldn't say much since I had a bad case of laryngitis - not psychosomatic, by the way. Then, this afternoon, I bumped into my nephew on the bus. The sun came out and I'm feeling happier than I've done in years! To anyone estranged from family because of old rows, please swallow your pride and make a move.