dead brains don't dance

Go well then, blue_condition, you were a miserable, curmudgeonly old¹ git with fine taste in music, Indian food, BEER and social justice; I thank you for the gifts you gave me, and I wish I'd actually got to meet you.

My thoughts and sympathies are with all your family and friends; I'm not going to get up to York for the wake, so please, someone, have a pint on my behalf in his memory.

¹ you were ten years younger than me: there's no justice