It's Over
Okay, I want to talk about Daniel Charles Spowart, that guy who was run over 3 times while walking up the M3 on the inside lane southbound beween junctions 6 and 7 at 4am on sunday 15th October.
He used to be my best friend...In fact I even shared a flat with him for two and a half years.
However, I'm not sorry that he's dead.
In fact, he did some terrible things to both myself and others who I care about. A part of me is actually glad he's dead. I feel kinda bad for feeling that way, but I guess I can't help how I feel.
Still, I'm concerned for his brother and his sister, because they weren't malicious bastards and they've already lost their mum. It can't be easy for them right now.
My youngest daughter's mother called me up and asked if I could find out when the funeral will be held, and I said that I was perhaps not the best person to ask that favour from, given my feelings towards the guy, but my mum reminded me that there was a time when he wasn't such an evil cunt and that she too would like to attend his funeral.
That's made me think, so I don't know...maybe I should? He was my daughter's godfather after all.
Anyway, I've told pretty much everyone who used to know him...Not many of us have felt any sympathy for him (yes, he was THAT unpopular). But 20 years is 20 years I guess, so perhaps I will go? I don't know.
I feel like all the issues I had with him have melted away and now I feel a little lighter knowing he is dead.
He wasn't always scum. I loved him like a brother once.
But I didn't realise how much I hated him until he got splattered all over the M3.
It's like in fiction: loose plot threads are often conveniently avoided when a character dies.
Bye dan.
He used to be my best friend...In fact I even shared a flat with him for two and a half years.
However, I'm not sorry that he's dead.
In fact, he did some terrible things to both myself and others who I care about. A part of me is actually glad he's dead. I feel kinda bad for feeling that way, but I guess I can't help how I feel.
Still, I'm concerned for his brother and his sister, because they weren't malicious bastards and they've already lost their mum. It can't be easy for them right now.
My youngest daughter's mother called me up and asked if I could find out when the funeral will be held, and I said that I was perhaps not the best person to ask that favour from, given my feelings towards the guy, but my mum reminded me that there was a time when he wasn't such an evil cunt and that she too would like to attend his funeral.
That's made me think, so I don't know...maybe I should? He was my daughter's godfather after all.
Anyway, I've told pretty much everyone who used to know him...Not many of us have felt any sympathy for him (yes, he was THAT unpopular). But 20 years is 20 years I guess, so perhaps I will go? I don't know.
I feel like all the issues I had with him have melted away and now I feel a little lighter knowing he is dead.
He wasn't always scum. I loved him like a brother once.
But I didn't realise how much I hated him until he got splattered all over the M3.
It's like in fiction: loose plot threads are often conveniently avoided when a character dies.
Bye dan.