Does it seem as if I always only turn to you in times of need, my dearest Jimmy? I must appear to you like some Christians who only ever turn to prayer when they need the Lord’s grace. Do forgive me, sweetheart. I know that only you truly understand me, and you must know by now that my overactive mind always welcomes your ear.
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How are you, my dear Jimmy? Wish you were here! America at this moment is the place to be. It is the most wonderful thing that the day after the Arabs and Israelis choose to “bury their differences,” four American presidents past and present decide to sign a Trade Agreement with their other American neighbours. Isn’t that wonderful? What could be more befitting?
Yo Jimmy! I am so lonely here. But how are you, Sweetheart? How are the birds around the hall? Hope you are keeping well out of their way. I hear you are now wearing a ponytail and that could be quite dangerous if they decide to leave their calling cards. Remember, I am not there to help you to sort out the sordid details. You know how confused you can get because you lost your glass eye. It is £500 to have it replaced, I’m told. I can’t say I blame you for being scared to visit the opticians. I heard about a chap who went in for an eye test and came out quite sightless. One cannot be too careful these days, can one?