PG's told me yesterday that his old friend Rose had died. I met her once because I took him round to hers just before Christmas last year to drop off a present. He said he will get a cab to the funeral but asked if I could give him a lift back. I'll be happy to, if the gods of petrol are willing.
There is a photo of her tying Peter's toddler nephew's shoelaces from years and years ago. I haven't seen it but is sounds like an evocative tribute to a good person and long time chum.
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