Very good friend, since passed on: he and I were able to 'read' each other's minds. Same sense of humour (both warped), same sense of outrage concerning social justice issues, same likes and dislike regarding so, so much in life. I 'knew' it the instant he died. We'd been out of touch for a long while and hadn't spoken. I called a few hours later to enquire of some friends 'what was up?'. I didn't like the answer, but I 'knew' it already anyway. Even now, years after, there are times I smile over something from those days and I feel that wherever he is he had a thought for me at that moment.