Life is Grand
On Thursday at about 5 I spoke to and made an appointment to see a friend and client on Friday at about 10.
I turned up at his offices in the morning to hear that he’d died of a heart attack overnight. I was one of the last people to speak to him. He was 49 and a couple of stone overweight.
I’d rather have what I’ve got!
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