11th February 2004: Pachewar.

My eyes are dry ! Where have the tears gone ! Your words, have they lost their sting! Lost your power to make me cry ! I wish you knew the depth that my mind can go

Goodbye, Alibi, Goodbye (26th May 2008, 12.37am) What do you seek with those open eyes? Cut your hair wear a disguise; Halfway round the world you fly; Kiss me quick, I‘ll be your alibi.

Isaac was never a lad to sit still while the world continued without him

Last night has now split into three neat groups. Simon has some explaining to do, Polly has offered Beeb a lift, mainly because she couldn't resist seeing how many people notice...

It's liberating getting in a car after relying on coaches, trains, tubes and buses for so long.

The weaker ones long ago Gave mercy something soft to grip.

Amazing recovery