Saturday was a beautiful sunny day but as my daughter Emma we'd gone to visit, had been struck down with the tummy bug my grand daughter had the previous week, we spent the day sunbathing. Sunday brought a visit from a friend from the past and we spent a few hours catching up with all the travelling she's been doing this last 9 months or so.
On Monday my daughter felt much better, so we set off to drop me off at a biker friend of mines place, as I hadn't heard from him since I moved to this new house. As soon as we pulled into his road, I knew something was wrong as his trike wasn't parked outside his flat where it always was. I went and rang his bell and a woman answered, she told me that he'd passed away about 9 months ago, and that her mom and dad had lived there since. I was absolutely gob smacked he was only 42yrs old, it never occurred to me that this could have happened. Why is it only the good die young, this was a big bear of guy, who if you had any sense you didn't mess with, but with me he was always a funny gentle giant... I'll miss you Buck :o(



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