Letter to a Dear Friend Who Died in 2019 Aged 80 Years

Letter to a dear friend who died in 2019 aged 80 years.
‘Well old mate it’s 2024 now and you’ve been gone for nearly five years and your sadly missed but I still remember the good times we had together.’
What, how have we been faring since you went? Well we had a Covid epidemic that killed off a couple of million worldwide and we’ve had a war in the Ukraine and a war in Gaza, the nation is a couple of trillion quid in debt, not to mention congestion charges and global warming, Iran’s after building a nuclear bomb, strikes everywhere and folk can’t pay their rent, feed themselves or heat their homes a few more old mates have gone and Leeds United got relegated again.’
‘How am I? Well, naturally I’m more geriatric now, and a bit of a waterworks problem, can’t walk too well, slowing down on the uptake of things.’
‘What’s that you say, sounds that life’s not worth living and would I like to swop places with you?
‘Nah, you’re all right mate I think sun’s just coming out.’