"In the middle of the week, I received a text from an unknown number.'Hi, Phil, it's Suzi. I would love to chat more, without distractions, so if you ...ould like to, meet me at Costa Coffee on Saturday at 11 AM. Xx.'I had no idea how she got my number but was chuffed that she had, so I replied, "That would be lovely, Suzi. See you on Saturday."I got worked up the next few days wondering what might happen but tried to keep the lid on my feelings, telling myself that she just wanted friendship,. My lights and camera equipment are stored at one end of the studio, and the furniture is rearranged as it is required. I have a cupboard containing a large number of props, including clothing, candles, mirrors, toys and theatrical props. The scenery that Ellen provides serves most purposes, and the classic black or white backdrop is often used. Ellen is like a cat. Sometimes she’s here, sometimes she isn’t. She will disappear for days at a time, and I will return to find her, curled on my bed,. Withanother dose of frustration, I couldn't simply go out there to inspectthem without a raise of an eyebrow. If I was a girl however, it wouldhave been perfectly normal.No, actually if I were a girl, I would have gone on a bike ride, chosen,and likely tried on, a new leotard, and already have my own bathing suithanging up in my closet right now. Why couldn't that be me? Just anotherreminder on how unfair life could be.That glass of orange juice had caught up with me and nature was calling.It. None of my officers had any problems with him doing it. They all liked him; he was polite, collegial and listened to advice. I can only say he is missed aboard the Hyperion. He often appears deep in thought, even a little depressed or very quiet, so I had him take out the Hyperion and like all bridge officers he took the Conn at times. Once he sits in that Chair he changes, you can feel his confidence. And his age somehow vanishes, crew follows him.”Stahl put his beer down. “The way he handled.