There is a massive hole in the world where a great man once stood

I had the best night sleep I have had in a long long time last night, I feel proud of the Monster for leaving me alone.  In actual fact I don’t think it was intentional I think that he got caught up in trying to squeeze my bladder to stop me going to the toilet that my body decided to wait until he was ready to let me go, which turned out to be this morning.  So I woke up this morning feel pretty refreshed, which I am loving.  Monster has woken though and has begun his favourite game at the moment which is playing the xylophone on my ribs and grabbing my lungs and heart in sequence.  I think that my Monster would like to be a musician and likes to practice inside me.  So he plays the xylophone on my ribs, accordion with my organs the kick drums with my legs, he smashes the finger cymbals on my fingers, plays the washboard down my spine and to round it all off plays the kettle drum to vibrate my insides and make an intense pain in my head.  Now you could say that he is a talented little Monster but I tell you what, being his practice room is not much fun at all.

I am hoping that Monster will give me a break today as it is Skelly’s funeral.  I imagine that it is going to be a sad sad day.  I still can’t believe that he is gone, there is a massive hole in the world where a great man once stood and today we will have to acknowledge that hole and say our goodbyes.  So many times Skelly made me laugh and on some occasions made me cry, he was a real person that took everyone at face value.  He never bitched about anyone and always fought the corner of those who needed help.  He almost single handedly built the games room out the back of the Cox, for the benefit of everyone who drinks there.  He used to be a train driver before he got sick and in some respects I think that the stress of it worsened his condition at the beginning.  He had the stress of inconsiderate people jumping in front of his train and that really affected him.  I feel bad for the people who thought they could not go on but to cause so much heart ache and guilt to someone that never even knew, was criminal, especially when it was someone as big hearted as Skelly.  I have added photo’s of him before he got really sick, I was going to add some of him later on but that is not how I will remember him and I don’t want you to know him like that.