It took me all of two hours this morning to get dressed as I had to find a pair of suit-trousers that would still fit me to attend Don Runciman's funeral at the Nelligen Cemetery.
I first met Don almost as soon as I had arrived in Nelligen in 1992, through another old friend, "Sandy" Sandilands, and over the next twenty years we shared many drinks, stories, and laughters.
I always thought that Don was quite a bit older than me and became a little agitated during the service when I read in the eulogy that he was born in 1947 and had been two years younger. This was getting a bit close for comfort! For whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee?
It turned out to be a 'typo' and his date of birth should have read '1927'. Saved by the bell - for now!
