You may recognise the style,

and it is the same. Minerva is back from the ashes... back from the grave or even the dusty bookshelf...

I was removed, and now I am back, battered, bruised but never bitter. However much he tries to destroy me with his false accusations, his bitter thrusts as my tender flanks, I will not bow down to despotism. I have moved on, and for that, in his mind, I deserve to suffer, for my success, I deserve misery, for my new job, I deserve humiliation, for my love to my children, I deserve shame. Why, oh why does it have to be this way?

Thank you to all those who expressed such support, particularly,Evil Minx who was always there for me, empathised with me and saw me through some of the dark hours. I so appreciate you....

And finally, to Londinium always a source of inspiration and support to me and never more than during these dark, dark days... Thank you.