Dear Mandy

Moving away form the unpleasantness that is Peter Mandelson, I was intrigued by the story of a Vietnamese man who missed his late wife. His love for her was so deep that he could not give up on her, even in death. In a show of tenacity that I like to think would have impressed Captain Kirk, dug a tunnel into her grave so he could spend the night. Every night. For about four or five years.

Love is...