September 23, 2013
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Jane left me in May. I became clinically depressed, and, for a while, my writing was the only thing that was keeping me going.
On Sunday 11 August, everything changed. That is the day I met Valerie, except that I didn’t meet her. I just started communicating with her via Facebook, text, and on the phone.
We met face-to-face on 23 August. It was a very 21st century experience to find out in a quarter of a second that the person one had been corresponding with in cyberspace was the same person in the flesh.
Since Valerie and I met, we have been to see Leonard Cohen at Manchester Arena, have been to an event for performers at the Ilkley Literature Festival, and have appeared on the same edition of Themes for Dreamers http://www.phoenixfm.co.uk .
Valerie’s friends have been lining up to tell me what they will do to me if I don’t make her happy, but I think I am equal to this task.