My best friend, Noel, Husband Number 2 died a few hours ago. Noel, who rescued (aka kidnapped me) when I was at my lowest, who attended every performance, listened to every song….and always played Ben Harper to get me out of the room.
Noel was fearless. Unafraid. And generous to a fault. CEO of a university, a firm believer in the importance of education, an activist to the end, a great cook, DJ and the life of any party. Although, he liked to claim it was me….causing havoc on the dancefloor.
I miss you Noel. I will always miss you. Yours was a death I did not see coming.
This is the song you always asked me to sing that I never got round to, forgive me