Fuck

I just deleted a post I made a few minutes ago, because it involves something bad that's happened to a very dear friend, but as it's extremely personal, and is much more about him than it is me, I've removed it. Suffice to say that a mate of mine has ended up in hospital and has undergone surgery after something very bad happened to him...

Mate, I love you, I hope you're gonna be ok, and for gods sake please come home soon, ok?

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mskp said…
richard, i came over here to remind you about trivia and after reading your post it seemed, well, trivial. but i see that you're online, cos you just commented on the path, so i'll say this: i'm thinking of you [and your mate], and getting a hug ready, for whenever i see you.

if it's what think it is, i'd also like to say - cunts.

kp x
1/8/06 00:36
richardwatts said…
Thanks hon - and no trivia for me i'm sorry, I'll probably be MIFF'ing, but you never know - right now I rather feel like blowing off a film for friends and hugs.

It was one specific individual responsible and if I ever, ever see the dog again...

xx
1/8/06 00:44
_nothing_ said…
My thoughts are with you and your friend.

And if you need to form a posse ... I have a balaclava and a nice left-hook.
1/8/06 10:40
richardwatts said…
Thanks toby, elaine. *hugs*
1/8/06 11:15
davethescot said…
Due to bloglines, I saw both posts, glad it was not what you first suspected. Thinking of you and yours. And would like to echo the above comments.
*hugs*
1/8/06 13:14
richardwatts said…
The worst part is, davethescot, that it is sort of what I first suspected, but not at all as cut and dried as I thought. It happened in Amsterdam, and the assailant is now in a psych ward, to give you some idea of the complexity of the situation...

Thanks for your support.
1/8/06 13:40
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