You came up with ‘I love you a googleplex’ to outdo my ‘I love you infinity cookies’. My mum used to say that to me.

I vowed to never look at your Twitter feed again. The pain of seeing my words taken out of context and then used as ammunition is too much.

Literally drop everything and order it.

Pray For Me is a song released by my daughter and is a message to me.

Gozling is my daughter’s online artist identity. She refers to me a goblin that she defeats.

Today, someone referred to you as a Snowflake. I didn’t understand and had to come home and google it.

I’m a stan. One of the stans who fans you on twitter.

Your things are on their way to you. They no longer bring us joy.

I rearranged the kitchen last week. I rescued the old Braun Combimax 650 food processor from the back of the bottom corner cupboard.

The wave hits me and I’m knocked over by the force of the sadness. Sometimes I miss you so much that it physically hurts.