Sorry, Linn, I meant to imply that was a regular thing "when[ever] he came over here", but thanks for pointing out how someone might interpret it. One day, I'll do something right.

What I love is seeing all the people who de-lurk to post. What I hate is that it takes somebody dying to get y'all to. Glad to see everybody.
I loved the photos he posted on Facebook of various mythological messages from tube stations.
He liked a painting I did years ago (I'm pretty sure now it was oil pastels), so I sent it to him. It was in his house somewhere. It made me happy that he liked it enough to have it framed and put up.