Now this photo was taken while I was travelling - it's beautiful isn't it? Yeah, yeah, I know, it's just 'another sunset' the whole of PBASE is littered with them. But it's not 'just another sunset' to me. It's a view that I get on my Friday nights, while driving the 200 mile journey west to Cornwall. I don't hate this journey at all.

I never see open sunsets like this in my normal life - there are always buildings in the way. This evening, the setting sun on the horizon was just amazing.

So this sort of travelling, although arguably three hours or more of 'wasted' time, I relish. It gives me a chance to talk to DM and this week, has also given me the chance to talk to Colin, my long-time 'best' friend who has come to see why we like it here so much.

Colin is a gem and has made my day today with a gift that has touched my heart more than I can say without seeming weird.

When my ex-husband moved out of my house, I told him he was welcome to take everything he wanted, knowing about those bricks and inorganic things that don't matter a single jot and translating in my mind that thought into tables, chairs and beds. Well, he did take all of those things, leaving me with the bricks and mortar and not a lot else really and my wonderful family and friends rallied round, giving me furniture, including beds, two desks, a table, a TV and all sorts of other stuff and soon the house looked like a home again rather than an empty shell.

What I'd not prepared myself for was the taking of the things that do matter to me, especially most of my record collection because we'd foolishly sold much of the duplication and hence I ended up with a few Reggae albums (which he hated), my David Cassidy and George Michael, Elvis Costello and little else. He also took the cassette player and so I was left with a few precious cassettes and nothing to play them on. I knew that the cassettes, taped concerts from the 1980s from the radio, would be deteriorating in quality and I'd feared I'd never hear my beloved Q-Tips live at Hatfield Poly ever again, likewise Lloyd Cole and the Commotions live and a few others.

Today, I unwrapped a CD with those wonderful concerts on it - I can now play them and I can now get rid of the cassettes that I have no means of playing anyway. he heard they were being broadcast on a new digital station and now I have a bit of my history back. Wahay. What a thoughtful, kind gift. What a friend to have.