I'm not writing this because i want to, i am writing because i feel i have to.
As those who read my last post will know, a friend and colleague, Jon, was officially reported missing after the attacks on London. I received a call last night from my father who had just finished speaking with a close friend of Jon's. When he asked me if i was sitting down, i knew that what i had feared was true.
He was killed in the blast at Edgware Road, and i can only hope that any suffering was short lived and that he is now in a place free from the evils of this world, hopefully with an unlimited supply of cold beer and somewhere where he can sit and talk with Joe Strummer.
I only knew Jon for little over a year and at first we weren't close, i'd even go as far to say I didn't like him.
Over time however we became mates and we shared a common interest in music, although his knowledge far exceded mine and he got me interested in bands like The Damned, Exploited and The Clash. One of his favourite bands was Half Man, Half Biscuit...A band i'd never even heard of.
As i began to know him i realised that he was a quiet and quite private man. One thing i admired most about him was that he wasn't a bullsh1tter. He knew what he talked about and he wasn't a man caught up in the corporate boll0cks.
He was a big fan of Liverpool FC and you could practically feel the grin on his face when they won the Champions League, almost like it was his boys that had won it, especially for him.
It's funny how every trivial conversation you ever had runs through your head. Everything from the best songs on Nevermind the Boll0cks by the sex pistols to the chores you hate doing. The conversation we had about shiny taps still makes me smile.
He was a very cool character, nothing seemed to worry him. He was also a p1ss taker and probably would have laughed if he could have seen me break down into tears as i listened to London Calling by the Clash.
So if you could all put that song on and think of my friend who died in a war that wasn't his and for the 3 minutes and 19 seconds you could spare a thought for his family and friends and for all those who lost someone close in the Attacks last Thursday.
Here's to you Jon.
Peace.
As those who read my last post will know, a friend and colleague, Jon, was officially reported missing after the attacks on London. I received a call last night from my father who had just finished speaking with a close friend of Jon's. When he asked me if i was sitting down, i knew that what i had feared was true.
He was killed in the blast at Edgware Road, and i can only hope that any suffering was short lived and that he is now in a place free from the evils of this world, hopefully with an unlimited supply of cold beer and somewhere where he can sit and talk with Joe Strummer.
I only knew Jon for little over a year and at first we weren't close, i'd even go as far to say I didn't like him.
Over time however we became mates and we shared a common interest in music, although his knowledge far exceded mine and he got me interested in bands like The Damned, Exploited and The Clash. One of his favourite bands was Half Man, Half Biscuit...A band i'd never even heard of.
As i began to know him i realised that he was a quiet and quite private man. One thing i admired most about him was that he wasn't a bullsh1tter. He knew what he talked about and he wasn't a man caught up in the corporate boll0cks.
He was a big fan of Liverpool FC and you could practically feel the grin on his face when they won the Champions League, almost like it was his boys that had won it, especially for him.
It's funny how every trivial conversation you ever had runs through your head. Everything from the best songs on Nevermind the Boll0cks by the sex pistols to the chores you hate doing. The conversation we had about shiny taps still makes me smile.
He was a very cool character, nothing seemed to worry him. He was also a p1ss taker and probably would have laughed if he could have seen me break down into tears as i listened to London Calling by the Clash.
So if you could all put that song on and think of my friend who died in a war that wasn't his and for the 3 minutes and 19 seconds you could spare a thought for his family and friends and for all those who lost someone close in the Attacks last Thursday.
Here's to you Jon.
Peace.