Life, interrupted

Or, "Just When You Thought It Was Safe to Get Back to Blogging."

My best friend for the last 40 years or so dropped dead of a massive heart attack yesterday morning. He worked in wireless communications and was at a meeting to train some new customers on the equipment. He got as far as introducing himself - and then he just keeled over.

Immediate CPR didn't help; the paramedics (who arrived within about 5 minutes of being called, according to those who were there) couldn't help; attempts to revive him in the ER failed - in fact, they were pointless.

The only blood relation remaining is his wife's, his now-widow's, aged mother, who lives a few hundred miles away. She - the wife/widow - has got some good friends in the area, but the only family here are me and my ex-wife. No, we're not blood relations, but we're family all the same.

So I'm afraid I'm going to be rather distracted the next few days. My apologies in advance. I won't say that nothing will appear, but - well, just no promises. However it goes, it goes.

This is not a good day.