Dear JemJem, Here I am again with your goodnight candle. I still love and miss you very much, and I still wish you were with me. The Christmas trees are still in our car park, but are disappearing from other locations. It was sunny today, though cold later. I thought of you when I went to see Mummy, and took her a cornish pasty. I am watching Bones. I also thought of you earlier as I watched Sorry Wrong Number. I thought about the classic movies we studied at Birkbeck. I am still reading The House of Beaufort, but am only on page 133. I am still tired and wanting to sleep a lot: I slept again for hours after going to Chatfield and lunch. All my love forever Angies xxxxx