Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, May 25, 2008The Running Gods have taken someone else from me today. Today they took a friend of 35 years. I met Andrew in 3rd Class and we have remained firm friends till this very day. Andrew died in his sleep, assisted by a bout of pneumonia. When I spoke to him last week he was trying to put some cash together to spend Xmas with us in Switzerland.
Friends Until The End
by Stef Knudsen
We used to talk
We used to laugh
We were best of friends
I thought that's how it would always be
You taught me so much
Told me exactly what to say
I wish it were still the same
But someday I know it will
Maybe not today
But we'll meet up again
It won't be long until I see your face
In Heaven that marvelous day
Fucking hell !