I remember you as the first guy to treat me like an adult when I was still the ‘little sister’ for everyone around. A brilliant conversationalist. The man who introduced me to the intruging world of photography. The friend I could discuss sidey films and great books with. You were all this and much more.
You have not been a part of my life for a few years now. And while distance did not really make the heart fonder, your death makes me recall the fond memories I have of you. A hunt for ice-cream at 2 in the morning, a debate on Secret Seven VS Famous Five, a lesson on photography and the one on how to smoke properly.
Thank you for all those times. Thank you for being the person you were. I hope you find peace wherever you are going now. You will be missed.
