Today I tried going out and about in Emsworth again. I only managed about five minutes before I had to find somewhere quiet and hide away. It made me realise that I need to share something honestly with everyone who has been so kind and supportive. First of all, I know how much people care, and I’m truly grateful for my friends and for all the kindness that’s been shown to me. It means more than I can say. I also understand that many people want to know more about what happened, and that comes from a place of concern. But I need to gently ask something of you. If you see me out and about, please don’t ask whether David knew how ill he was — he didn’t. Please don’t tell me how quick it all was — I know. And please don’t ask how I am. The truth is, I’m broken. What would really help me is something simple. Just say hello. Tell me it’s nice to see me. Share a small pleasantry that doesn’t bring me back to reliving those last horrific weeks over and over again. Every time I have to go thro...