Hey James,
This is so hard to write. We've known each other a long time in fact met at nursery in Oakwood then through primary, we sang in choirs in all schools even through high school and remained mates we've jammed out life soundtracks (chopsticks included, haha!) to jazz, rock and all in-between discussing UFC and best podcasts and TV series – You were the soundtrack to so many memories, introducing me to new music, going camping, playing poker, golf and favourites discussing travels, gigs, conspiracy and business ideas making millions and dissecting every detail In-between.
Remember all the crazy things we got up to? From getting chased of the forkies at Rylands to late nights at the Captain's Table, we never shied away from a challenge or a good laugh. We played poker, devoured spicy food, drank too much (probably a lot!), and shared every kind of emotion along the way.
Even though miles sometimes separated us, the plan was always to stay in touch. And you know what? You'll always be a part of me. Every good song, every adventure I take – I'll feel your presence, like you're there beside me, or maybe even whispering on my shoulder, "Been there, done that!" (But said with that playful glint in your eye).
I'm glad you're finally free from pain, dude. You earned your wings. Fly high, explore wherever your heart takes you. But know this – you'll be watching over us, and "I could use somebody, you know that I could use somebody. Someone like you and all you know and how you speak." (
Kings of Leon)
Later, my friend. You'll be roaming around in my heart forever. Xxx
Hez
Hez
14/05/2024