So mate Another Saturday has come around and here I sit with the P.C.on staring aimlessly at the monitor and doing nothing, the days, weeks, and months roll on but the pain does'nt seem to be easing,those horrible moments of grief and sorrow and that empty feeling you get right in the pit of your stomach that it makes you feel sick,swiftly followed by anger still come upon me on a regular basis.I can hear you say "Dude come on get it together enjoy life things will be cool" but I miss you so much mate and it just seems so f**king wrong! cos it is wrong that you were taken from all of us far to early and all to sudden.I could write so many stories of the stuff we did together from boyhood to manhood to fill this website,but feel I am not ready to do that at this moment in time,anyway I never have been that good at putting pen to paper and dont need to put it on here because you were there,and this is a letter to you (because whos knows maybe, just maybe,you might be picking up these messages from all of us on here). I will take comfort from that and award myself a smile for it at the thought that you are indeed reading them.So mate rant over and I will say bye for now sleepeasy,ride freely,rest in peace. Laters Mate Steve