Last night, my brother phoned out of the blue, saying he would pop in for a visit today, which was great, even though we are broke until Tuesday and out of smokes. He turned up with a large packet of tobacco and then whisked us off to the pub for a couple of bevies. After that, we went to the shops with him and he bought all the ingredients for a pork curry, which I cooked. His fiancée joined us for dinner and an enjoyable evening was had by all. They have gone home now and I am sitting here, glowing in the after warmth of my brothers generosity and love. Families, you just gotta love ’em.