I lost a close friend today My fellow Members, I ask of you for your forgiveness, for what is the indubitably somber and slightly sad post that i now find myself forced to now make. Today I lost a very close friend, and I thought I should tell and advise others that they should really make the best of things whilst they can, because you never know when tradgedy might strike. You really never know when a friendship will be torn apart by events so far beyond our control that they are almost impossible to countance, but I know now that those same events are most certainly both possible and terrifyingly probable. This afternoon, whilst driving on the M1, just past J14, I lost a close friend. A friend who had been my companion for literally thousands of miles. A soul mate who had stuck with me like glue, giving me strength and encouragement whilst things where hard, and laughter and joyful merryment during happier times. We had shared jokes, laughed whilst i sung and he had tapped his feet to our favourite tunes on the radio. He'd been literally many valuble extra pairs of eyes when needed, and watched over me as we had journeyed through the dangerous and unpredicatble twists and turns of the UK road network. Every morning for the last few weeks he had been waiting for me as i clambered dreary eyed into my car for the usual commute to work. We exchanged few words in general, he was not a "wordy" person, but you could tell from his body language that he enjoyed and cherished our regular time together in the car. My driving world is a much emptyer place without his presence. I fear that tommorrow, as i drive to work without him for the first time, i shall have a very melancholy air with me. Thinking back now, I wish i could have driven differently as the drama unfolded, perhaps i could have slowed down more, maybe i should have realised earlier that the powerful backdraught from the passing lorry would be responsible for literally dragging my friend from the false and unconsidered security of his usual place by my side. It is almost unbelievable to me that it comes to this, for me to announce the dreadful, terrible, events that occured, as at 5.47pm, Today the 28th of September 2011, my mirror spider, Jeffery, was blown clean off all 8 of his feet, his woven safety net insufficient to catch his arching, tumbling fall from the once peacefully becalmed security of the void behind my O/S door mirror glass. I last saw him, spinning helplessly in my wake, his tiny feet vanely grasping at thin air to arrest his inevitable progress, a futile attempt to regain the sanctury that he had made his own over the last month or so we had been together. I think i will remember the look of terror in his eyes till my dying days. I wish my friend was still with me, I hope my friend, somehow, could have suvived his sudden exit from our conjunctive travels, but i fear that is is just wishfull thinking. Maybe, just maybe, he did survive, and even now is clambering his way up the side of a Friendly Latvian Lorry drivers cab, hoping, maybe begging, to be taken on further adventures in a far off strange foreign land, maybe soon to be tapping 8 feet to the mellow sounds of the Latvian equalavent of Radio 2 once more. I wish, I hope, I Pray.... (In lighter news, Sidney, my passenger side mirror spider is still with me, he looks as well as might be considered, and i don't think the news of Jefferies sudden departure has affected him as much as i feared it might ;-)
Bloody hell Matt .. I got worked up at the start as i have lost a few close freinds to biking . Glad this was what it is as its not nice to go throu
You had me in tears for a while then the sadness turned to, bloody hell I missed the football reading that LOL. Youve got too much time on your hands, use some of it to wash your car!
Matt. I read your statement hardly daring to believe that it could be true. The loss of such a companion must be an utterly devastating blow and my and Mrs Ken's condolences go out to not only you and your loved ones, but Jeffrey's thousands of children and his poor grieving black widow, who will now never get the chance to devour him, in this the moment of your loss. If you can bear to answer, was it purely wind blast that led to Jeffrey's demise or did down come the rain and wash the spider out? Kindest regards Ken
Dear Matt I don't wish to raise any false hopes and I hope the the following isn't too upsetting, but my sources have revealed to me the following photograph taken late last night in the Holiday Inn carpark in Milton Keynes, not too far from the location of your tragic loss.
