Eventually we will be there

This however comes into unimportance to what happen latter the same year.
It is only now i can write about the events and what happened.. The circle
of friends always suspected something was not right with Winston Smith, we
all loved him just as much as other loathed him. You got to know Winston
Smith you began to love him.. .

Yes he was hard work full of his own contradictions and hypocrisy, now for
those who disliked him it proved to myself how into themselves they was.
Ive never had time for anarchist since the stupid days of The Sheffield
Anarchist, it was just the same for The left i view them just the same as
the parasites named Christens. So understanding something of politics i
also understood what must have driven Winston Smith to his actions...

On the night July 31st the day before his he was forty, Winston Smith got
on the 9:58 22 bus, he had with him a fold up ladder, rope and stool. He
departed from the bus as Graves Park and walked a little distance to a
tree he had named Icobod. Once there he unfolded the ladder and lent it
against Icobod, climbing the ladder with the rope round his shoulder he
then tied the rope to one of the strongest branches...

He must have spent some time working all of this out the rope was 6ft from
the ground, it had a noose at one end, he then placed the stool under the
nose, folding the ladder away and hiding it in the bushed on the left. He
sat there till 11.55 pm, then standing on the stool he took his life. It
was early Morning that Ms Williams discovered the hanging Winston Smith,
as she took her early morning walk with her beloved dog...

Half an hour latter Winston Smith was in a body bag and driven away. I got
a phone call from The Police asking could i attend The Station. Also
informing me they wanted to give an identification to who they suspected
to be Winston Smith. It was Winston Smith and four weeks latter we was
placing him into the earth. There was only three people there, i have not
spoken or written about this since the 7th of September 2005, for a lot of
reason i write this as a realize of the omnipresent thoughts and urban
paranoia i have concerning the death of Winston Smith, there was nothing
we could do to stop this, i also suspect that Winston Smith is far more
happy now then he has ever been...

For him life was a burden and one day ill write more on Winston Smith, not
sure why i have written this. However me and 0742 have another weekend
planed in Rawmarsh he also knew Winston Smith, this will be the first time
he will be aware of his death, because we placed the rumor round he had
simply gone away, while true we never gave any more than just this. No
doubt 0742 and myself will talk more..

Elbe leaith