I am sitting at work typing up thoughts that are wandering round my head, so please bear with me whilst I ramble.
It’s Friday, so we should be getting that Crunchie feeling, but we have been knocked for six this morning by the news that someone we work with was found dead last night. He wasn’t someone I knew particularly well, but others in the office did and there are a lot of sombre people here today.
It’s devastating when anyone you know passes away, however at the age of 33 one does not expect to lose one’s peers. Only last week I heard that someone I used to work with, and possibly more importantly someone who I used to drink with, has died. He was younger than me, married with a small child. When I knew him we were both part of a group of single friends from work who used to socialise heavily together outside work. I hadn’t seen him for a few years but hearing the news still made me feel like I had been hit side on by a truck. He was too young, he was a great bloke and a lot of people are really going to miss him. (It really is difficult to write about this sort of thing without carting out all the cliched things we say about people when they die, so hard to say what you want to say without sounding trite.)
So, moving on… Life is a very precious thing. Embrace it, treasure it and live every moment to the full. Don’t put things off until tomorrow. Don’t use “I really can’t be arsed” as an excuse. Laugh with your friends, cuddle your children (even the grown up ones), get pissed and dance on the table, learn to play that musical instrument just as you always promised yourself you would.
Do this in memory of John (my Dad), R, K, M, E and G and everyone you know who didn’t get the chance to live a full life.
Tomorrow is Saturday. The Yorkshireman is having to work this weekend and I was going to spend the day catching up on housework. But do you know what? I think I may blow £55 that I don’t really have on an annual pass to our local farm park, one of Little’un’s absolutely favouritist places. We will feed the animals, eat sandwiches in the rain picnic area (BW if by any chance you are reading this Iyou may be interested to hear that I’ll be taking a flask of tea and some chocolate hob nobs so we can do some dunking) and then we will bounce on the trampolines. A much better use of my precious time I feel.
You can’t explain to people about the preciousness of life – they only begin to understand the first time they lose someone dear.
Enjoy the animals. And the sludge