Twenty-nine years ago today, on a day that looked very much like this one and when the nation was tight-gripped in the last global gas crisis, I married a man of extraordinary talents and extraordinary contradictions who wrote me sonnets and who never quite forgave me for not letting him wear white tails, white tie, and white top hat to the wedding
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He was one of a kind. I always think of him - and you - with much love and affection.
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