Lost Forever

This is a rather sad little post that goes out to the memory of my best friend Richard who would have turned 45 years old to day. It has been almost six years since his death and still (and forever) there will be for me, certain times of day, light, smells and full moons that have a Richard shaped hole in them, never to be filled.

He would have hated my blog, so sorry Richard to even dare to do a post about you, but you did torment me at times too, so maybe it's ok?