I received an email today from Marcus Durbridge, a former friend of Mr A's and a senior civil servant in the Department for Important Paintings (DIP). I met Marcus on a couple of occasions and thought him a little too stuck up and superior for my liking, however he and Mr A shared a love of the Coen Brother Films and speciality ciders, so each to their own.
He sent me a draft of the eulogy he's written for next month's memorial service, it goes something like this. I'm not really sure it's really suitable, but see what you think.....
"I met Giles Henry Arbuthnot back in 1992 when we were both appointed to the civil service faststream as HEO(D)s. Giles struck me with his wit and intelligence straight away and although he wasn't particularly popular with his certain colleagues because of his sarcasm and lassez faire attitude, I was able to see through this to the true potential beneath. Giles held a series of posts, both home and abroad and throughout was able to surround himself with able staff who managed to foster a great number of impressive achievements, which reflected well on him. He was therefore one of the youngest faststreamers to be promoted to Grade 7.
Giles's later years were rather cloaked in mystery. Ostensibly he maintained a good work/life balance and enjoyed cultural events as well as becoming a rather splendid poet of his own accord. His love life was varied and it was always his intention to marry a middle class girl whom his mother would approve of. This of course, was tempered by his appetite for the seedier side of life which shouldn't really be discussed in the present company.
I sincerely hope he finds the fulfillment he so yearned for in death and if this turns out to be one of his illusions, and conversely turns up in London again sporting a beard - Giles, you owe me a pint!"
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