Memory Takes My Hand

Just returned from the funeral of an old colleague and friend who had lived and worked in Stavanger.

During the eulogy we got to hear from his family; where they presented a lovely description which showed a completely different side of him. My perception of him was as a work colleague so his early life and adventures were a window into his character which would otherwise have been closed to me. By the nature of these things it emphasised how little we actually know of our friends and colleagues so this blog will be my way of opening windows into my life for anyone who wishes to know about me while curating my life thus far and hopefully for a long time into the future.

Enjoy.