Like you, I think death is all part of life. It looks to me that Ed has had a remarkable life and made some amazing memories.

The one thing that always plays on my mind is - it's not till you die, you realise how much you're loved

What I mean is, I always wondered who's come to my funeral. Ex-girlfriends? Ex-work colleagues?? Will the things I have done in my life made an impression in others?

When I go I want a massive party and shit loads of people there telling jokes and laughing at all the crazy stories they have of me. OR no one will turn up!! Who cares ill be dead. OK, now I'm babbling....

Give you mate a kiss from me and tell him it will all be ok