I have funeral to go to today.
It's the funeral of Gus Young. He's the father of my friend Gary, Father In Law to Carol Anne, Grandfather to Fraser and Ross and Partner to Anne.
I didn't know Gus all that well but he was always nice enough to me. And I did my level best to be nice to him. He certainly had a wicked sense of humour and anyone who has that has my respect.
I like to think that whatever happens to you after you die you get another chance to live your life. In my mind I know Gus' spirit is lying in a new body somewhere in time, probably wondering "What the fuck happened there?"
Have a double scotch on me Gus. See you another time.
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