In erratum

When I got home last night, it was to a stony silence from my friend Henry. After much cajoling he finally admitted what was wrong.

'I loved your blog he said, I loved that you wrote about me'

'okaaaay, but?'

'but you got it wrong, you didn't rescue me from the road, Mark did. You were excited that he had found me and said you had just the pocket for me'

So this blog is to set the record straight. Mark rescued Henry, I then adopted him.

There, thats better isn't it. History will not be wrong.