The best birthday present ever

My friend had a migraine last week, and wasn't able to come and see me to give me my birthday present.

She brought it last night. The roses were lovely, the jewellery she made me was great, and the little Easter eggs - well, they won't last long!

But the main part of the present was absolutely mindblowing.

She has often spoken to me about the book she is writing. It is not for publication, it is just for her own pleasure. She told me she had written in a character based on Vincent since I transmitted V-fever to her, and gave her copies of Wendy's books.

She didn't tell me she was actually writing it for me. Yesterday she brought me a copy of the Vincent chapters.

They fill three ring binders.

I predict many happy days - and nights - ahead!