Charlie nodded. "I've been blessed," he said. "My first - Gerry - knew what I needed and I did fine work for him. But D - oh lord, he was so confused at first, couldn't see the point of it at all, but," he smiled, "he wanted to make me happy. There honestly aren't words I can say that would get over how much that means to me. And now," he bounced, "I'm getting brave again. Might make a proper artist of myself yet! Oh - are you up for helping me hang a new exhibition in time for Easter? I need to know what people want to hang so everyone gets a fair whack, too."