Sadly, Stuck

And I Can't Get Out of It

The last time I was on here and writing, I’d just experienced the death of a dear friend, the “other” half of a couple of dear, dear friends with whom I spent most of my 20s, 30s and half of my 40s in uproarious adventure.

That both are now gone is frankly unfathomable to me. The disbelief of dying and death that I alluded to in that piece is now magnif…