I had the pleasure of knowing my friend Max for over ten years, ever since he kicked open the door into my life.
After meeting him one eventful night in a Souk restaurant in Picadilly I soon found myself spending a great deal of time in Max's company. I found out Max was had a love of film and music and talked a good game, so thought he was a guy I needed to hold onto. But having always fancied myself as a bit of a multi-talented Jack-of-all-trades I was dismayed to find out Max was a better artist and musician than I could ever hope to be. Disgusted by this discovery, I began to plan his downfall.
Little did I know that Max had an ace of his own up his sleeve in the shape of one Sam Eastall. Max introduced me to Sam and for the next 4 years I spent my working days with Sam, burning bridges throughout the TV industry. Over those years I had some of the best times of my life in both Max and Sam's company. Corrupting my internal organs along the way.
Having moved from Yorkshire to London I was starting my social life from scratch, but thanks to Max and his generosity to introduce me to all his friends I have now have a large group of life long pals who I now know only thanks to Max. In a solar system full of people, Max was most definitely the Sun, a big, warm ball of energy that everybody circulates around.
I'm very, very sad that Max is no longer with us but he's never very far away. His larger than life personality and cheeky face is just too hard to forget. The name Max will appear in conversations for decades to come and will always remind a great deal of people of many cherished memories.
I'll miss you Max, I even miss the nipple cripples and chinese burn, never thought I'd say that.
Merry Christmas and thinking of you and your friends and family.
Adam x
