Springtime, do your worst

March has proved a cruel month to many of my friends, and there's been lots of questioning and anger and feeling powerless in the face of life in all its glory. Then yesterday, suddenly, and entirely wihout warning, Richard's dad was snatched away from those who love him. It doesn't seem right or at all explicable, and at the moment it is difficult even to believe that it has happened. If you have any thoughts at all to spare in the next few days, please do so for his parents who have now lost both their children, for his wife and two sons and for all those who who cared for him, who now find themselves standing at the edge of a large gaping hole in absolute confusion.