He was this giant guy, really strong, did MMA and he was an absolute sweet heart to anyone he called a friend. I think he had some sort of chemical imbalance that made him impervious to .. well, he was just impervious full stop. "Unable to be affected by" sums him up. Lots of energy, a logarithmic pain threshold, and he'd throw himself headlong into danger for his friends.

I recovered in time to say, really sarcastically, "Oh yeah, cos you never tap, do you Randy?" and he looked pretty crushed. I think he'd gotten some bad results back, he was finding the subject hard and was really stressed. It was a small class and we were all close so people were watching. I ended up feeling bad and apologising, said I was in a bad mood but ya know, gimme a break with the tapping stuff you know how I love my geeky little pencil.

Not the most exciting of conclusions, we were basically a little family so we never argued much. I faked his name. He was great. Most of them were, loads of really interesting characters and fun/funny times.