..falling on my head like a memory
as the classic song goes ..and if you don't know the song, shame on you! Somewhat apt though, as I can't quite shake the feeling that this time last year, although a personal shade darker, had a particular point of light in it... which is no longer there.
Of course added to the general self pitying moroseness is the fact that I've had to sell the bike to get something far more sensible on the automobile front. The Alfa, bless it's diseased ridden heart, has gone to the great scrapyard in the sky and is now replaced by some automotive drone.
Morose thoughts are not something to dwell on though, and I nee