For two years, in the early part of our relationship, Si was on the other Side of the World from me (like KT), and I spent Autumn mornings strolling round being melancholy. I was sorry that Si was missing such a gorgeous time of year.
One morning early, in 1988, while Si was roasting in anti-flash gear at the front of a Destroyer in the Gulf I got up about 6 am and had a stroll round Pittencrief Park in Dunfermline and watched the Squirrels scamper about and the sun coming thru the trees and the birds singing

Of course, when they arrived 2 weeks later, they had dried out, and as he opened the envelope a shower of dried up leaves and soil fell out of the envelope. But he knew what it was, and knew I was sending him Autumn. It was as good as a hug.
Didn't give the rest of the mess as good a laugh as the porn mag covered in melted chocolate!
DWNB
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