Because standing makes me overheat. I've had to get off trains mid journey in the past, getting down to a t shirt in the snow. Then wait for the next train. My symptoms are bloody weird.

No, nothing - it's got less not more viable over the years since it died a death.

I probably spend too long thinking about stuff!

I remember those days of being in a strange place. Moments of calm, peace, togetherness broken up by moments of panic, bustle of district nurses, trying to make sure his mum and brother had what they needed from us. Wanting to keep him forever but being on an unstoppable spiral.

At the end of the day the thing I was trying to somehow make right was in my head and wouldn't go away. Everything you do to mark the day is the right thing. I am sorry you're in this place, and send you soft wishes of peace and calm.

It amazes me that his heart and mine are still, somehow, together after twenty years.

I have no advice on anniversaries. I tried everything to get through that day in the first few years. I tried being alone, being with friends, celebrating, doing nothing, marking the occasion, sober, drunk.

I love my local councillor. She does happen to be Labour but I would vote for her whatever party banner she carries.

I believe so. I get stifled otherwise, and totally lose confidence if an idea I fell in love with doesn't make the first hurdle.