I hope you know how much I enjoy our morning conversations, Luca.
I know only too well that you will not always talk as freely.
That you will not always ask all the questions as candidly.
That you will not always answer mine as openly.
I really enjoy our morning chats, between Kilbarrack Dart station and your school.
The ritual detour for our two bananas and a quick peek in the window of the charity shop.
These are the goods days.
I miss them already.