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July 29, 2007
Sitting on the red couch with Geoffrey in the evening, watching the Sunday night TV rituals of The Simpsons and Iron Chef, we were both very happy. It might have been a fleeting thing, what with the immanent return to the working week and the Island for me, but at that moment, at the end of a day filled with quiet goodness and a basement that didnít flood, we were both just content to be, and be with each other. IT was further proof that the best things in life are free and that the small things really do matter.