There’s a very moving Spanish song – I think it’s a Sevillana – which says “When a friend leaves, something in your soul dies.’ Now as much as I enjoyed the song, I never really thought about the words; never really took in their English translation. Until 21st August.
On that day one of my oldest and closest friends died. We met on our first day at grammar school. She was a lively girl, smart and popular. We were both good swimmers and were selected to go to special training at the South East Essex Technical College pool (later University … Read the rest »