I lost a close friend today ;-(
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I lost a close friend today 
My fellow PH'ers, 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 ;-)
My fellow PH'ers, 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 ;-)
d, I started feeling sorry for you :haha:Here I see the benefit of keeping friends even closer than you already have. Thankfully Passenger Side Headlining is still with me and accompanies me everywhere I go. I'm sorry for your loss, but hope you can learn from both your own, and my, lessons, that to keep your best friends safe, you should hold them closer than you ever thought imaginable (not too close though, or they explode, spraying guts everywhere. RIP Sir Mothington, your smeared corpse remains on the window, as testimony to your many achievements, and rapes of lights throughout your short but successful life).
Thanks for the prompt, OP, I must start feeding Boris as Autumn arrives.
(The BWM E35 540 has a cavernous, permanently-heated Driver's door mirror. This means all you ever see is a hint of huge hairy legs and the 'no milk today' sign His minions leave.
Whatever Boris wants, Boris gets...)
(The BWM E35 540 has a cavernous, permanently-heated Driver's door mirror. This means all you ever see is a hint of huge hairy legs and the 'no milk today' sign His minions leave.
Whatever Boris wants, Boris gets...)
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