Thank you. I’m glad you’ve found a path despite all that heartache.

I would just like to say what a friend you have been to me over these last two years.

Because in the heartbreak of the loss of my brother, to a most violent and senseless act by a thug with a knife, you have given me great solice in casting aside any karma, or guilt, or godlyness in a random act of violence.

I, through my love of high powered motorcycles, have once or twice been knocking at deaths door.

But such setbacks were easyish to deal with as I had brought them on myself by my foolish acts.

But when my brother Gerry died in my arms, over nothing, my world fell apart.

So it left nothing but to reconstruct it again, from the start.

From stars we are made and to stars we shall become.

You have an Irish friend here in London and you are most welcome to my home.

And we shall laugh and be merry.

Thank you.
Diarmuid.