I’ve been really sad this week because a dear friend died.
He was also a friend of thejamjar, and if you’re one of my dear readers who have been here since the beginning, you would have seen Phet’s comments back when that’s what people did on blogs.
Phet was never one for cliches, and was always annoyed when I used them. He was also at a loss to know why I didn’t like Pink Floyd. But besides our few differences, we had a lot of sames and enjoyed each other’s company for a long time. He was the one who kept count of the years - I thought we’d have more, but it seems 15 was enough.
“Come on you raver, you seer of visions; come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!”