Goodbye Jim

There are people you love despite who they appear to be.

We said goodbye to Jim yesterday. Scattered his ashes in Herengracht in front of Arendsnest, as he'd wanted.

Jim was a cankanterous right-wing bastard. I should have hated him. But I didn't. Because - I don't really know why. I just liked him. He was witty, friendly and plain fun.

The kids loved him, too. And they're fussier than me.


Goodbye Jim. You fascist bastard lovely bloke. I'll miss you.