To quote from Dickens; “It was the best of times and the worst of times” and our minds and mores were grounded worlds apart.

She was my Venus, beautiful, hot and foreboding and I was her Mercury, flitting faster than a speeding bullet and seldom seen.

She morphed into mother Earth at will…….. and me…. my orbiting mind seldom allowed my feet to touch the ground.

Your connection to the stars was the gravity binding us into each other’s soul; a universal…