IdleRich
IdleRich
The complete story. This guy is not someone I am really close to, I met him when I bought a record off him via ebay and cos he lived in London it was easier to meet at a tube than pay for it to be delivered and risk not being in when they came and so having to go to the PO etc
At our rendez-vous I recognised him cos he was like a taxi driver holding up the name of the person they were supposed to pick up, except in stead of a bit of card with a name he was brandishing Just Landed Cosmic Kid by Michael Bundt when I got off the train.
We got chatting, and when we parted we swapped details and stayed in touch. We would meet up every now and again for a beer etc and we DJ-d together a few times. But sometimes a little while would go between meet-ups, and after one such long gap we arranged to meet up and he said "Oh I've changed a bit since last you saw me" and proceeded to tell me the above story, but didn't say how he'd recovered and it felt quite hard to ask. But whatever, we agreed to meet up and go flyering(!) for this night we were involved in, I was expecting him be in a wheelchair or walking with two sticks and a frame or... well, I dunno, I had no idea how well you can recover from a broken back, but as far as I could tell on arrival he looked pretty much the same as before. Maybe he had a slight limp and apparently they had to rebuild his bones out of metal but he also had a huge prescription for codeine - we had to go into several pharmacies and take the whole supply of each one before it was filled - which we immediately started boshing and as a result he almost gave the impression that it was an overall plus.
At our rendez-vous I recognised him cos he was like a taxi driver holding up the name of the person they were supposed to pick up, except in stead of a bit of card with a name he was brandishing Just Landed Cosmic Kid by Michael Bundt when I got off the train.
We got chatting, and when we parted we swapped details and stayed in touch. We would meet up every now and again for a beer etc and we DJ-d together a few times. But sometimes a little while would go between meet-ups, and after one such long gap we arranged to meet up and he said "Oh I've changed a bit since last you saw me" and proceeded to tell me the above story, but didn't say how he'd recovered and it felt quite hard to ask. But whatever, we agreed to meet up and go flyering(!) for this night we were involved in, I was expecting him be in a wheelchair or walking with two sticks and a frame or... well, I dunno, I had no idea how well you can recover from a broken back, but as far as I could tell on arrival he looked pretty much the same as before. Maybe he had a slight limp and apparently they had to rebuild his bones out of metal but he also had a huge prescription for codeine - we had to go into several pharmacies and take the whole supply of each one before it was filled - which we immediately started boshing and as a result he almost gave the impression that it was an overall plus.
