To Richard,  Who Lived His Life With Open Arms


Over many years I had a friend who was wonderfully exuberant when discussing his next enterprise, and whose eccentric sense of the normal chimed so often with my own.

I met him through one of those “ Opportunities” which are actually the doorway to chaos:  forming a franchise business  offering website construction  for the non-technical which was spectacularly unsuccessful, largely because we had no idea what we were doing. Despite that  we managed to  form a deep and continuing  friendship: laughing at our lives which we were both failing to manage. 

He was protected by a private income while I was not, but we both agreed that facing  life with defiance and a decent beer was a workable strategy. He had that quality of courage and celebration which brings a sense of the party to every day. Armed with style, a well-ironed shirt and a decent pint he touched the lives of many around him: together we drank from chaos and, when sober, shook our heads at life’s vagaries.

I have never met a man with whom I was more or less in tune: given a tin of caviar and a list of friends he might invite to consume it, he made the best of any moment with more bravado than anyone I’ve ever met. There was a wonderful lack of personal drama about him, shown as he approached death, which will always make me hold him close to my heart till I shuffle off to some bar near Heavenwood where  I am sure I will find him, entertaining the bewildered angels with a range of “useful”  tips on managing eternity.

Well-dressed and stylish to a fault, he seldom engaged with the everyday yet had a  lack of self-importance which charmed me without fail. 

Each day I live I shall raise a glass to him.  To Richard, “I loved your life and how you lived it and you will  never be forgotten while I have strength to breathe. In my imagination you became what you always dreamed of being: a business guru!”Richard

About Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Trying to remember what my future is
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24 Responses to To Richard,  Who Lived His Life With Open Arms

  1. catterel says:

    Right, Peter – I think you may have found a vocation in writing obituaries. Cheers!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. beth says:

    I love this ode to Richard. even with the differences and challenges, he was appreciated for who he was and how he embraced life.

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  3. Al says:

    Absolutely agree with you and Richard’s workable strategy of life, especially the decent beer part.


  4. A lovely tribute Peter.

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  5. Thank you. He was a lovely fellow


  6. The best tribute anyone could have – to raise a glass and remember. There are few who we truly miss in this way. Finely written, Peter.

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  7. Sue Vincent says:

    A beautiful tribute that highlights your friend’s humanity, Peter.

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  8. We should all be lucky to receive such a warm and humorous tribute, and indeed to have such a delightful pub nearby in which our memory could be toasted. Where your website-building skills are lacking, your craft with words is not. 🍻

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  9. Jack Eason says:

    Reblogged this on Have We Had Help? and commented:
    In memorium…

    Liked by 1 person

  10. dtrichards says:

    A wonderful tribute, Peter. People who work together in failed ventures often end up blaming each other, so it’s great to hear the failure instead led to a deep and continuing friendship. Here’s hoping we all may share a can of caviar and a pint with him near Heavenwood!


  11. Scarlet says:

    He does look like a lovely bloke. So sorry for your loss.


  12. nelle says:

    Well done. A worthy tribute to a friend, and I’m sure he’s raising his glass right back.


  13. Sorry for your loss…


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