My friend died at the start of the year. He was found in a hotel room a few days before his 42nd birthday. It was a big shock. We’d worked together for a number of years and although our paths had strayed a couple of years back, we still spoke from time to time.
So there was a lot of sadness when I learnt of his death. It seemed such a shame. More so to the many people that were closer to him than me, and no doubt to his close family and father who a year earlier had seen his wife, my friend’s mum, pass away due to illness.