three months and not word

Clearly I did not finish the blog tomorrow but I can tell you what happened the next day that has put me so off kilter. Someone died on me, know one a I knew just an old man in the street who had collapsed. The usual things happened someone called an ambulance, there neighbours came out and some passers by stopped to offer assistance and there was nothing much anybody could do. 80 odd years brought to a sudden stop, in as ordinary place as any, no last words, no grandiose movements just death making himself known on the 1st of May. I would write about it more but I don't think it's my place to start telling everyone the ins and outs of somebody elses final moments and how I felt about it. It seems this is all I should write for now.