“Alright, alright. So Justine’s made a few mistakes in life. Who hasn’t made a few mistakes in life? I know I have.”

And that’s how Peony left it and those are the words ringing in my ears as I contemplate the extraordinary events of the past two days.

I’m far too overwrought to write more now. And Ken Tray’s nose is in my ear which is actually a welcome dose of comradeship, but making it difficult for me to write. Until tomorrow then…