I’m a fiercely loyal friend, who tends to get scrappy in the defence of the people I love (for the record: that’s mentally scrappy – it’s all on the inside and I generally manage to keep my mouth shut and stay out of fistfights, but the knee-jerk response is still there). So, imagine the schism in my brain when the person I want to come to the rescue of and the person I want to kick the tar out of for harming a member of my “clan” are the same person. Continue reading »