Rick-I was looking forward to meeting you in Selby, Yorkshire, last year, unfortunately you got so ill, that you could not make it.
Wehn I read that you had died, I thjought "oh Shit, he's gone"!
then I cried, seems weird, [I'd never even met you!]
Not sure if there's a heaven or not, but if there is, look after yourself, and I'll see you wehn I get there.

john