“I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone…”
- Gilmour and Waters.
Sigrid was my neighbour. She passed away today. She was a wonderfully rich (not $) German woman partnered to Gabi, another German woman. Sigrid grew up in Berlin. We had many wonderful chats in the backyard about Berlin in the 70s and 80s, about music, about relationships, my art, about life. Sigrid had cancer. Gabi had a big job looking after her. Smoking was not allowed for Sigrid, and I understand Gabi’s view.
Recently, while Gabi was away in Europe, Sigrid and I would catch up and chat, smoke cigarettes (she showed me her secret stash of cigarettes), and drink the great coffee she would make me. I shared something with her. She shared something with me, gave me something which I still have. She’s gone now, but the part of herself, and her life experience she gave me remains. .