It's been an eventful two weeks since I wrote my first editorial.
Those who have read it last time may remember that the situation between my son, Chris, and his dad was tense, to put it mildly. A week ago, things escalated, resulting in my husband insisting that Chris should leave the house the next morning. When I pointed out that Chris had nowhere to go, he said he wouldn't care; either Chris would leave, or he would. Now I refused to make this decision for him, but bearing in mind that we have a second, younger son who still goes to school, I went and asked Chris if he could stay with a friend until things have calmed down. It only took three days until my husband admitted that he had made a mistake, and asked me to tell Chris he could come home if he was in trouble (the reason for this being that the friend Chris was supposed to stay with called and asked where Chris was). This weekend without my son was odd, it gave me a taster of how it will be once he has moved out for good, which is planned for the end of August. All this happened just one week after I had got the first blow:
The best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men,
Well, so I'm not sure about the 'promised joy', but dear old Robert was certainly right with the rest.
It started with my close friend lil, my personal 'pillar' in the Post team, being rushed into hospital the very next day after the last Post was published. When I heard that she was diagnosed with acute appendicitis, I knew I'd better start preparing this issue right away. I was lucky because I had quite a few very early submissions in the inbox to start with. Others sent their submissions well before the deadline once they knew that lil wasn't available. Again others offered to help with the editing.
But that wasn't all: when I started a journal, asking friends to write a collaborative 'get well poem' for lil the response was enormous. 35 friends replied and wrote verses or even whole poems. You can find the result in the Fiction and Poetry section below. It was another brilliant example of how wonderful the h2g2 community generally is. So here is my heart-felt 'Thank you' to everybody for the great support!
But on to more general matters: Euro 2008 has come and gone, with the German team not quite living up to the hopes of the nation, losing the title to Spain. What football was for Germany such is Wimbledon for Britain, with the last British player losing the quarters against his opponent from - yes, you guessed it - Spain.
Meanwhile, in Devon, Skankyrich has not been lazy. In between his summer camps he managed to squeeze in the making and editing of a new Beeblecast video, so don't miss 'Charlie', which you'll find in the Features below!
Thanks to our loyal contributors we have another fantastic issue, so please, enjoy the current Post!
This will hopefully be the last time that we'll ask you to submit your articles a day earlier than you're used to. The next deadline is on Saturday, 12th July, midnight BST.
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oft go awry,
And leave us nothing but grief and pain,
For promised joy!