I remember going to my senior school, one of the new boys in a new boy class and watching me and everyone else size up the other faces in the room. Watch someone do something I might do, or hear an observation I might make, and smile in recognition of their echo in my mind, and nod at them, and smile, of course, and then I found a friendship born and life became community.

After that it all slowed down a bit. I became more used to being normal and combed my hair: not every day, of course because that’s too odd, but certainly when I went for interviews, or some girl might smile at me, so life went on

Now we come to Blogging, my new world, and sure enough, just by saying hello, and asking if they really were related to that insect in the photograph, I made new friends, and we…