The living room light started to flash like crazy when I started to trim Laura’s photo for ‘the air we breathe’ post. Now if you’ve read earlier posts you’ll know that lamp is Laura’s bat signal, and if you read the ‘bossy pants award’ you’ll know she is especially keen on pointing out if I am not taking a good shot or editing well. Every time I tried to trim that picture the light went crazy. In the end I gave up and burst out laughing. ‘Laura I am just going to leave it as it is, if you give me a kiss’. The lamp immediately quietened down and a lovely warm feeling suffused me. You probably think I am suffering from pollution induced madness, or just plain madness. I don’t care. I’m just glad she is still around and as fun and feisty as ever.