Since Cousteau’s ashes are here, it felt wrong not to honour our boy in some way. This has always been one of my favourite Cousteau pictures and I like to think he’s looking towards something special. It’s a hopeful image, not a sad one.

I had my blood tests done this morning and the osteopath attacked me this afternoon. I’m still sore, but feeling a lot better than yesterday.


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