It is with a pained heart that I return to my posting – the last two weeks (note the gap!) have been as close to a personal hell as I want to get. When people get married, it is accepted and understood that the day will eventually arrive when someone will pass away and the partner will have to continue on. On 12 March, 2007, my wife and better half passed away due to a pulmonary embolism (“throwing a clot” as the jargon goes) – a side effect of her broken leg. The next few weeks will undoubtably be some of the roughest – our first date was on 1 April 1999, and our wedding annivarsary would be on 16 April… this would be our second anniversary.