Monday, 11 August 2014
My fellow shift engineers and I will be finishing our nightshift tonight at 2am instead of the compulsory 6am. But it is not something that we are looking forward too for tomorrow we say farewell to the forth member of our team, Mike.
Mike passed away suddenly whilst riding his cycle of a massive heart attack. The report that came back told of blocked arteries and heart disease that Mike was totally unaware of. The only blessing, I suppose, is the doctor said it would be as fast as a balloon bursting and Mike would be unaware of very little if anything at all.
Mike was more than just a workmate, he was a damn good friend and we have had many days out away from the grind. His sense of humour was a wonder to listen too yet he had such life wisdom. Mike never shouted nor lost his rag, and was quietly spoken...but such was his presence when he spoke those around him listened. Some people are described as full of life but few were as overflowing with it as Mike. I could never do the man justice with my paltry words but I will miss him and the hole he leaves behind will never quite be filled.
So tomorrow we travel to the city of Deva to bear witniss to the burning of Mike's earthly vessel and I pray that his essence finds peace. Later in the day Tim, Shaune and myself will quaff stupid amounts of ale, gorge ourselves on eastern cuisine and laugh out loudly as we swap tales, both tall and true, of the gentleman we were honoured to know called Mike.
Till the next time take care,