Big up my friends

I was pondering the true nature of wealth, and of course money is a big factor. But so are friends, so to my friends, in no set order:

John W: We were friends in infant school (ie Kindergarten) aged four, and he's still a great guy, though he doesn't go to footie nearly enough

John R: Friend from senior school, profoundly smart man, and makes me (!) seem historically limited, really, really thoughtful and great company, as well as being a fan of fine wine and vintage cognac

Matt: business partner and so much more, friend from college, great guy, and come June 6th I'm his best men, what an honour.

Richie: My elder brother, utterly trustworthy, fellow bluebirds fan and a man who can find fun in anything, always fun to be with

G-force: He is Luke to my Obi-Wan at the moment, but he's gone from dateless 90lb weakling, to a man who can squat 300lbs, and knock out about 18 chins (bastard!). He did look like a famine victim, he now looks like a "Mens Health" cover guy, and has a succession of chicks after him, He now demonstrates the man he really is.

Nic: Middle aged blokes can't make friends, but this guy is sound, smart, a great skier, and very focussed. Kinda lad you could trust with your nympho model girlfriend.

Daz: Haven't seen him since 10 years when he left for California, but, really, really gotta catch up

Vafa: She was and still is impossible, and I mean impossible!!! but you know you'd give up the Kidney as necessary

And e-friends: I've never met any internet buddies, but hi to Helen, who sooooo underrates her magnificence (you don't see what I, or the rest of the world see!) and Meghan who, if ever, there is such a thing as soul mates, she's mine. A beautiful, thoughtful, kind, deep, intelligent woman ~ you wouldn't design one any different.

Life is far richer with all of you playing some kind of part, so, many, many thanks