Roadkill

OK, this is unlikely ever to make it onto a greetings card or a photo calendar.

What I liked about this was the fact that a green-bodied fly (a greenbottle, yes?) was sat in the place where the dead bird's eye used to be, giving it a glint. Probably only visible if you go large.

My thoughts tonight will be, as they always are on Oct 5th, of this night in 1982, when I said goodbye to my best friend safe in the knowledge that I'd see him again within a day or two, but he never made it home.

I thought for a long time that one day it would pass; then someone helped me learn that peace comes from accepting it'll be with you forever. Like they say: some questions are never answered, only lived with.

Still miss him. Sorry for all that he missed. He'd have laughed at this photo.