My last meeting with Gbolahan was in June 2012. On a short trip to London I was walking through the barriers at Cannon Street Train station when I was tapped by my smartly dressed good friend. It was an absolute chance meeting. We embraced and arranged an instant impromptu lunch at a nearby restaurant. We chatted and caught up on each others progress. My eternal impression was Gbolli's continued, absolute dedication to family life, fairness, hard work and good standards. I remember that when we parted I couldn't help but think my friend had not aged one bit in almost 10 years. Not in thoughts, deeds, attitudes or passion for life. The loss of my friend leaves me heartbroken, subdued, confused and reflective.... What is life when the Good can be cruely, cut down from amongst us without warning... Gbolahan Sun re o!.... You have left us too soon ..but memories of your gentle spirit are indelible...