Monday was the funeral of a friend and work colleague, Mike Halycz. I have worked with Mike over several years and shared numerous telephone conversations discussing a wide variety of varied shared interests. Though primarily a Graphic Designer, he was also a good photographer and because he could see his old town of Baldock rapidly disappearing, he was often out early on Sunday mornings with his camera and tripod, determined to capture the scenes before they were destroyed.
I used to send him images that I thought he might enjoy via email, and invariably this would prompt return responses or telephone chats as he would wonder how close I had got to hoverflies in flight, or how wonderful were the internal structures of plants and flowers. I shall miss our lunchtime or early evening chats.
Even though it was the first time that I met some of those business colleagues of his with whom I had conversed over the years, and members of his Norwich College friends, it was good to put faces to names. I felt very sad for his mother because, I knew how close they were, but was most impressed by how well she coped after the service, with all those who came over to have a few quiet words.
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