Garth's not coming - quick, call U2
And so we're back to our usual summer concerns. "Isn't the weather great? That was fierce rain. It's too warm. Will we ever get a summer?"
As we descend again into typical summer whining, we still give the odd thought to Garth. For those glorious few weeks of Garth, we forgot to talk incessantly about the weather.
There is a small part of us that still can't believe it's over. We always thought insanity would prevail in the end and someone would pull something out of the hat. And each time, just when we are about to let it go, something else happens. The ship hasn't gone home. There could be a judicial review.