I have been away from the Island since last weekend.
Yesterday I lost a friend: a friend with a capital F.
We had been friends for over four decades.
We had also been colleagues. John had professional and personal integrity of the highest order. He was a man with a disorganised desk and an organised mind.
He had a sense of humour which was sometimes a little macabre, sometimes a little offbeat, sometimes downright obscure but always cleverly thought out and considered. He was also a master of anagrams (Western Isles = Wetness riles).
John was a man with considerable generosity of spirit.
John was a family man: his family were everything to him and his life revolved around his family. John and his wife formed a partnership without which John would not have been complete.
John has now escaped the cruel cancer that consumed him.
My heart goes out to those he has left behind.
I may not be visiting Blogland much for a little while.
Yesterday I lost a friend: a friend with a capital F.
We had been friends for over four decades.
We had also been colleagues. John had professional and personal integrity of the highest order. He was a man with a disorganised desk and an organised mind.
He had a sense of humour which was sometimes a little macabre, sometimes a little offbeat, sometimes downright obscure but always cleverly thought out and considered. He was also a master of anagrams (Western Isles = Wetness riles).
John was a man with considerable generosity of spirit.
John was a family man: his family were everything to him and his life revolved around his family. John and his wife formed a partnership without which John would not have been complete.
John has now escaped the cruel cancer that consumed him.
My heart goes out to those he has left behind.
I may not be visiting Blogland much for a little while.
