we get acquainted, you'd best book-mark this page. You probably got here
in an all fired rush - and you're still in trauma from what's happening
in yer own life. Well speed is not the issue here - knowledge, experience,
and a fair bit of sharing and following my account of things is
the best way to learn some stuff from me and sort out your own life.
a lot to share with yer and you kinda have to see it all to know I've been
where you are, and I got through it. Now since I did - you can too!
is my Van, night after night, since Xmas through to March - when she came
home each night from being out on her own. If yer point yer mouse at her,
you'll get to see what was driving her downhill as she tried to kill the
pain in her head.
A tiny hand
of fate from our past beckoned to us, yet - unseen!
me and Van returning to our home in Putney, London, after our Christmas
visit to Sicily and the tragic loss
of our new-born daughter. Why am I showing this picture..? Cos it's
probably my last memory of Van before she hit the bottle and took us down
a road of madness since. I've just about seen it all these last 6
months - and if anything good is gonna come out of it - it's got to be
due to what I reveal here in this public place -so it helps you avoid
the pain me and Van have been thru!
I never thought that during
the months after that picture on the left was taken, I would be meeting
an old adversary once again... but this time it would prove to be
a near-deadly encounter!
Then came the night
never came home!