I’ve just received a phone call to say another friend has died. In my social circle its been rather a bad couple of years for losing friends. This is the fourth friend this year. We are not sure what happened to Pete yet, the last time I spoke to Pete, I’d missed seeing him on his last flying visit home in the summer and had promised him a steak dinner next time he was around, he’d joked about eating the biggest fillet steak he could find, along with a bottle or two of Chateau Latour. Bless.

Pete had everything to look forward to, he had found a lovely lady friend, was planning marriage and by all accounts was a very happy bunny. He told me during our telephone conversation that he had been a poorly boy with a kidney infection and had been in hospital for a week, but was recovering, I can only imagine that there was more to this than met the eye.

I feel very upset that I didn’t see him and his lady friend in the summer, I was at that time very upset about losing my hair and just felt unable to socialise very much. Pete had understand that and was very supportive to me both on the phone and through emails. If only I’d known.

Another friend who will be sadly missed.