Here's me having my 38th birthday, with my life as usual far from certain I have been waiting for almost 2 years to see what way the axe would fall, and it fell 4 weeks ago, and luckily enough the right side, unfortunately the block got moved so it seems for the minute at the start of my 38th and which looks to be final year it's the end of things. I played this song at my leaving Medway party when I left the difficulties of before, in order to build a future for myself at Coventry University. Having completed and succeeded my success was dented by those whom held grudges from before for reasons they are comfortable with. This lead to my migration to Australia a dream which now seems is likley to be denied. So my continual improvement and spirit for grasping the light at the end of the tunnel seems to have been in vain and I now face my end of days. Perhaps So Close by the flying pickets would be a better summing up of my predicament as it was only a matter of days in a journey of almost 38 years which snatched success from my grasp. I take this opportunity to thank those that supported me through times when my situation seemed untenable. Firstly my dad Angus Bowman who installed in me the ethos that it was "grand to be an individual" after all "who is number 1"? Also Uncle Allan Butt for the support he gave me at one of the most challenging times of my life at Slade Green, not forgetting Gerry Wells a stalwort of what it means to be british and decent, and of course my dear freind Graham Dudley for being Grm, and then John Slayman a great friend and inspiration to do what is right in life. Lastly and by no means least is Daniel John Brown who I met at Coventry university, the order of thanks does not show a ranking it is mealy chronological. Dan haven't spoken to you for over 10 years& have lost contact with you. You were a gentleman and inspiration where ever you may be now thank you. Things could still be salvageable in the next few days so as in the immortal words of our Grace "wish me luck" otherwise this is MJTB saying BFN bye for now! (somehow Ken Woodman's "town talk" seems appropriate now but best leave that for Jimmy Young)