I had a really nice catch up with a friend after work tonight. Last minute kind of thing but a great hour nonetheless. I like surprises like that.

Oh I'm so enjoying Keith Richards' Life. He's just met Patti, his gorgeous wife. There's an entry from his diary where we wrote about her at the time. It's just beautiful. It reads as follows:

Incredibly I've found a woman. A miracle! I've pussy at the snap of a finger but I've met a woman! Unbelievably she is the most beautiful (physically) specimen in the WORLD. But that ain't it! It certainly helps but it's her mind, her joy of life and (wonders) she thinks this battered junkie is the guy she loves. I'm over the moon and peeing in my pants. She loves the soul music and reggae, in fact everything. I make her tapes of music which is almost as good as being with her. I send them like love letters. I'm kicking 40 and besotted.

There's this photo of them on a beach in 1982. He's lying down and she's lying over the top of him from behind and kissing him and he's laughing. I love that photo. Real love and happiness.