We talked deep into the night, our tongues loosened by strong red wine and good company. The air rang with laughter and conversation when quite suddenly, a silence descended upon the room. We looked around trying to discover in each others eyes the reason for the sudden stillness.

An angel passed.

...said my friend gently, the room fell into a comfortable silence again, she continued...

Do you know what angels eat? They eat words shared in friendship, they love conversations, discussions and thoughtful words so they flock around people who know how to talk. I always thought that angels must be hungry a lot of the time, that's why I like hanging around with you guys so much.

Slowly we filled the silence, but it was only later thinking about it I realised how very like my friend that is, more interested in the welfare of hungry angels than the fact she has a flock of them following her around.