Stuart, I really don't know where to begin. There is so much I want to say but a lot of it should remain unspoken.
From the first time you came round with a couple of mutual friends and were introduced as "Ipswich's very own Roy Castle" due to the multitude of instruments you mastered. This led indirectly to a Spy Real Fire guerilla gig in the camp site at one of the later Rougham fayres where we made a 30 minute set last for about 2 hours.
As the easiest going lodger I have ever had it seemed like a no brainer to leave the somewhat sordid flat in your hands.
As a dog sitter when I went to Praha with a recently met new girlfriend (who I met via your good self, 26 years married now, no words can express my gratitude for that) and my dog bit you on the bum when you were having a barney with Jo.
As a song writer and teasing tunes from you and getting them recorded, however bad my playing was. The only titles I remember are "Complete and Utter Nutter" and "Stop making me hate you". What I wouldn't give to hear or play them with you again.
As a drummer when you gave EMF a well needed lift and the sterling work at gigs and recording in Trowse.
But mainly as a friend, with who it didn't matter how long had passed without seeing each other. We just picked up where we left off.
Farewell 'til we meet again.
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