In other news - well, there isn’t much. The correspondence with the long-lost love continues (she says the amazing thing is that the tone and tenor of my letters to her is more or less unchanged from some stuff I wrote her 20 years ago - just more fully developed. She’s quoted some of my old stuff back to me and it’s remarkable.) unabated. It’s an interesting relationship - sort like Heloise and Abelard, but with a Abelard played by a Jew.

And no castration by her uncles.