“Look, it’s you Toni! I’d like to think you were watching over your sheep. Although I hope your fjord is cold enough for rain and autumn clothes all year round. And I hope you’re settled with the idea that you’re a lion, a sort of shepherd. A cruel one, but a shepherd nonetheless. Feeding off the sheep that graze off the leaves and blades; you have everyone afraid, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Hope to get to call your name and get you to turn around with a smile for many more years. Miss you, love you and hope you’re having a great holiday.”