Here are some of the edited highlights: Philip and I got married the week after I graduated with Upper Second class honours and an offer of a PhD plac.... We are still living in Muriel Road, but since Madge, Philip’s mum, sadly died, we have taken over the whole house. We miss Madge’s courage and cheerfulness, her easy acceptance and her wisdom, every day of our lives. The great comfort we have is that she lived to greet her grandchildren and smile an atheist’s blessing on their young lives. I. I didn’t expect this much love from you all… I was just mouthing the words coming into my mind about the incidents which happened to me! Basically, what happens is.. according to me, experience is the key to everything! HARDWORK BEATS TALENT!So the more experience you have in any fails you are going to excel in that field!I have seen it many times in my life!Well, that was a thought for the day, because I have gained experience, a lot of experience! ;)Now coming back to our story, this story. That I really liked! After the first month she could do it all on her own with very few questions and without being told what needed to be done next. All in all, she was a perfect co-worker. When my boss tried to shaft her with a shit shift, I spoke up for her at the risk of my job but I was heard and she was spared. She looked at me with her cow eyes almost in tears and said thank you so sweet I grabbed her and hugged her close and whispered "Its alright" just like a mother hen. It felt good.. But if she couldn't understand her obsession, how could he, even at his best? In the weeks that followed, he found it impossible to doubt her. She found it impossible not to relish her new freedom, and every minute of every day showed her love to him in everything she did. Each touch proved her sincerity. Their lovemaking became a series of adventures, each spontaneous and more daring than the last. She stripped for him at night to slow, earthy jazz that oozed from the stereo, the dimmed blue.