You may not have known Alan Burgess. If not, count yourself unlucky. Alan never did count himself unlucky; not really. True, he had plenty of ßcause to rue his misfortune. There isn’t much to be said for getting lung cancer in your early 40s or being told that it’s spread to your brain and you’ll be dead within the year… especially when you’ve not long been married to the girl you’ve spent half your adult life hoping to meet. Especially when your lovely baby daughter isn’t yet one year old.
Yet Alan, who last week succumbed to the inevitable, aged 44, weighed it all up and reckoned he’d still had a pretty good deal.
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