Julia, my friend, my fellow writer, you have been an inspiration. In your own words indelible, miraculous, unbelievably generous. Thank you for your joyous funny friendship, the years of courage you have offered all of us as an example, and your wonderful writing, lucid, loving, lasting.
I treasure the mug you gave me a few weeks ago, sitting in your jamas in my kitchen in Cambridge, the mug printed with yourRendezvous Cafe: Whitley Bay poem.
“I would like us to meet
where the Horlicks is sweet.”
Meanwhile I hope you ARE telling your story with a knickerbocker glory. No one could tell it better.