Beloved Sister's best friend and one of mine and a friend of our reading group too died last weekend from lung cancer. Am so grateful that he died without pain on his favourite sofa and with his carer in chief looking after him. No fuss, no pain, just a tired closing of the eyes. Just as he wished for and what any of us would hope for.
I think we should not grieve for him. He is out of pain. He knew how to live life to the full and made firm friends with everyone who viewed his blog; his friends, his friends' friends, doctors, nurses, Jaguar salesmen, cocktail mixologists, electricians, even taxmen(!) - I could go on. A great facility for making and keeping friends is something to be treasured and the fact that so many people cared about him and what was happening to him shows that he was a friend par excellence. Although you could occasionally find yourself relegated to some outer tier of friendship as he ploughed his way through new acquaintances and experiences. And wardrobes. His parties were legendary and sore heads often followed.... A man who loved life despite its many kicks in the knackers.
A sad loss to us all. His funeral is next week and Beloved Sister and Bro-in-Law will be travelling down from Scotland to stay here for the service.
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