we go through life making tiny little descions that we dont think will have much impact. On sunday afternoon i was sat at home trying to wrap christmas presents, sooth a hangover and listening to bob dylan. Simon calls. I decide to go to the pub. We drink, we laugh. Jez is there. A good time is had. Several more drinks and the conversation is getting serious. The bar is empty and the lights are low. The music is soft and the three of us carry on with the drinks and the conversation turns to something serious. Lisa tells us to leave as it is past her bedtime and she wants to go home. We go to simons, skulky through the streets until we reach his door. He is tired, grumpy, hungry. Wants to sit down. We follow him inside. Jez and me. me and jez. and as we talk simon falls asleep. And that is how i spent a night talking to a man i had met only breifly once before and how i spent tuesday doing the same. His voice is calming and his face is soothing. I know i have found a friend that i will cherish like no other. All because i was bored on a sunday and not busying myself as usual.