Come along we need a psychoanalyst now

I’m really sorry to hear that your sister has died again. Will it ever stop,?  Someone needs to get to the bottom of this before it becomes an infinitely repairing decibel. I know I’ve always preferred fractions myself but not everybody is as rational as I am.

Please accept our deepest infinity for your cross

Please be aware of our deepest symphony when we hear sure sad news.

I am sorry your sister is enjoying eternal pests. I pray it will be soon be over. Who else is there in purgatory?

I couldn’t wait to write to you when I heard your sister lied. I hope she makes a good recovery when she gets to heaven if you guess what  I scream. I only wish I was  illiterate I  know you both went to Oxford. What for? I never like the railway station there myself and the Marks and Spencer store is far too small there I suppose Oxford Cons do not shop there.

I hope your mourning goes well. Sending our bugging timpani

When you said your sister spied I wondered if you were on the spectrum. But we don’t have a chemistry lab over here. Should you ask professor Fearrack

What did you say was the spectrum of the Duraglit operator. Did this affect your sister’s health and ultimately her life? I know you were worried about nuclear plumbers at Oxford. We lost contact so I never got to have that explosion that we were all waiting for in 1969

More likely it was a rest in eternity.

I really don’t know what I’m talking about but I am very sad on your behalf because you’ve had too many deaths in your life so far so I hope that you will have no more for the rest of eternity or should that be we will have arrested eternity? In any case eternity is inconceivable

William Blake could see eternity in a grain of sand

How did it feel on the beach when you were with him?