Brief Encounter

I wasn't sure whether to write about this or not but I figure it's been on my mind for the last few weeks and if I am deciding to write a blog, then I may as well say what I am thinking.

A month ago, after I had been to my friend's wedding, I came out of a club in Guernsey and was waiting for my friends. It was 2am, I was wearing the turquoise dress I had worn all day to the wedding with my high heeled shoes ( now killing me by the way!). A guy started talking to me and I turned around. He was literally the tallest person I think I have ever met. My jaw dropped and I simply said "My God! How tall are you!." He laughed and said 6ft 10. 6FT 10!!! and I am 5ft 2! It amused me so much I got my friend to take 2 photos of us together. So then we chatted, he told me his name which I promptly forgot ( alchohol), he told me he was a barman and then he asked for my number. I happily gave it to him, gave him a kiss on the cheek and went to get my taxi, giggling the whole way back.

When I got back home, I got a text message "Hey it's the tall guy you met before!, you wanna go for a drink sometime?" We had some text banter which ended with him saying "By the way your gorgeous!". I snuggled into bed thinking I had the best day for ages and that comment just topped it off.

I woke with the hangover from hell and found another message on my phone from the tall guy. "Hey do you wanna go for a drink then, it would be awesome if u said yes!". Presuming it had been sent in the early hours I left it and didn't reply. The next evening I got another text message from the tall guy inviting me to his 21st in two days time. 21? Hmmm bit too young as recent experience proved...(another story). I politely said I was busy (which I was). We exchanged a few more text messages, the last was me saying sorry, but too busy to meet up and wishing him a happy birthday.

In the days leading up to his birthday I thought about him a few times. Who is he? How nice that he said I was gorgeous! I kind of hoped I would maybe bump into him when I was out the following weekend, we could talk a bit more.

So here's where it all gets strange....He went out on his birthday, sounds like he had a great time but then there was an accident. He fell in the marina in the early hours and drowned.

I heard about it the day after, it was all over the news but they didn't say who it was. That evening I was round at the house of a friend who used to work with. He was telling me about how some 21 year old died on his birthday and as soon as he said "he was 6ft 10 you know" my heart sank. It all fell into place.

Over the next week I found myself getting upset. Driving in the car, in my room, anywhere, it would suddenly get me. I just found it so so sad. I didn't know Sam, at all really, just met him that once but I couldn't stop wondering why I had met him 4 days before he died. What got me most was how can someone be having a great time, their whole life ahead of them, then that.

About 2 days after I heard the news I went onto myspace and decided to see if he had a page. I was interested in finding out more about him. I'm not sure why but I decided to send his best friend (who I had never met in my life) a message to tell him about my meeting with Sam, the fact I had recent photos of him( if he wanted copies). This is what is quite good about myspace, you feel you can do things like that, it's all very easy. I didn't really expect a reply but somehow I felt so much better just sending the message. Chris replied really quickly and we exchanged emails.

Since that message we have spoken every day and become mates. It's been a bizarre situation that's made me think a lot about life and how there's just so many twists and turns round the corner.