Mortality And Being Oblivious
Anyway, as we were driving South on Thursday afternoon and looking forward to a right good time, my good mate and sometimes business partner Nigel was having the first of a series of heart attacks which proved terminal. I only found out this afternoon when I returned a missed call from his wife. The call came on Thursday and I ignored it because it was probably something to do with work. I'd talk to him when we got back. He was a year younger than me, and strong as an ox. Doesn't often happen but I was knocked completely for six by this. Your own mortality looms large. Quite selfishly, I think that if I'd answered the phone it would have ruined the weekend for her indoors because I'd have been brooding about it.
Sometimes being oblivious to events is a blessing.