Je suis Charlie

I am lucky. I sometimes forget that I am lucky, then something happens, and I remember again. Today I was visited by my guardian angel. It would take too long to explain it except to say that my guardian angel is my great but, alas late friend, George who has decided to look after me. I was running a bit scared because I've been summoned to see a doctor on Monday. I've some idea why, but I could be wrong. I was feeling a bit fearful but then someone arrived with a soothing balm. You might think that all of this is nonsense. I'm not religious but I believe what I have experienced. And I am not afraid.