bizarrely...
I can't remember the last time. No, seriously. I can't.
Possibly an evening a couple of years ago, the second anniversary of going out with a girl I loved, when I realised that she was slipping away from me and I couldn't do anything about it...

I was welling up a couple of months ago though - I was on top of a hill on Dartmoor waiting for sunset, when a mist came down and I thought about going back down and home. About ten minutes before sunset o'clock, the mist dropped into the valleys around the hill and I was on an island surrounded by white fluff - like standing on a cloud.
I took about 50 photos, it was beautiful.
When I got home, for some reason, I accidentally deleted them from the memory card before I'd copied them to the hard drive :((
( Gizmo.mp3 does not exist, Sun 17 Apr 2005, 13:54, Reply)