We were sitting around a pool which I thought was a good way to spend the day as we needed to recharge our batteries<\/p>\n
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The day was very humid but there was a mass of cloud which was inhibiting the sun<\/p>\n
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Beatrice was reading a book and swimming whilst I was listing a number of musicians and groups whose work I admired<\/p>\n
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What I found strange about my choices was they did not exist within one genre and ranged from the rawness of hop hop and rap to the sweet songs of the French<\/p>\n
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My wife had given me a purple pen which to my surprise contained purple ink and I decided to list a few of my favourites on a pad<\/p>\n
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I called my list<\/p>\n
The Likes of Christopher Herrman<\/p>\n
Indochine<\/p>\n
Keny Arkana<\/p>\n
H Magnum<\/p>\n
Indila<\/p>\n
Lolita Jolie<\/p>\n
Couer de Pirate<\/p>\n
French Hip Hop in general<\/p>\n
Marie Madeline<\/p>\n
Euro-Pop in general<\/p>\n
Lebanon Hanover<\/p>\n
Techno Pop<\/p>\n
Scooter<\/p>\n
Sexion d\u2019 Assaut<\/p>\n
Bob Sinclair<\/p>\n
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As I was contemplating my list of likes my mobile rang<\/p>\n
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It was Richard who noted that he was at the airport with Penny and would be with us within an hour<\/p>\n
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Beatrice was in the pool and pointed to an imaginary watch<\/p>\n
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Time was running out<\/p>\n
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I threw a towel generally in her direction and walked back to the house<\/p>\n
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Richard was married to Beatrice\u2019s close friend Penny and I had known both of them for over thirty years<\/p>\n
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But he was unwell and his doctors were urging him to retire<\/p>\n
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I had told him to let go but his company but it was like a drug to him and he continued to work at a ridiculous pace even though he had suffered two minor strokes<\/p>\n
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This was part of the reason that we had invited them down<\/p>\n
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We dined out that evening and when we returned Penny remarked that there were some papers drifting around in the swimming pool<\/p>\n
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I looked over the low fence and told her not to worry as I had plenty of time to compile another list<\/p>\n
But deep down I vowed never to do so<\/p>\n
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