Struggling to articulate exactly what I mean here, but I'll do my best.

Since the horrible news last week, I find myself constantly thinking about someone I hardly knew, and the fact that he's no longer around. I met Suggs a few years ago, but that encounter was so brief that I certainly can't claim to have known him any better than anyone else on here. It all seems so surreal, I want to know what happened down at the leadworks today, what the Polish lads were fighting about out in the yard, and whether the skirt the girl in accounts was wearing really was too short. I never realised that these things mattered to me, but they really do.

RIP Suggs, you are already truely missed by many, don't ever stop singing..

Posted By: tudders, Feb 10, 16:05:15