Too much

I've had a very strange week. I've had to deal with the death of a colleague at work and the hospitalisation of my Dad, which has been rough but obviously rougher for other people so I can't pity myself. Plus, my Dad is out of hospital already which is a relief.

Obviously one finds oneself cleaving closely to immediate family in traumatic times and M and the kids have been great all week. I also take great comfort in the supposed ephemera of life that are actually very important to me; drinks with friends, books, movies and music.

Its a simple point of perspective I suppose, at which point the temptation to quote Nigel Tufnel becomes overwhelming so I'll leave it there.