(Content Warning – grisly discussion of the circumstances of the death of a friend)
On Saturday I had my Mexican Party complete with symbl for Lammas in the middle of it and Lithuanian Troll toasted Fele Umbra. I had not thought about toasting him with the honoured dead, and apparently she thought twice because she didn’t know if anyone present had had a run in with him. None of us were PERL programmers I think is the answer to that.
I’m glad she toasted him, I’m glad we wassailed as his name got spoken into Wyrd.
Then as I was butchering a rabbit carcass in the kitchen in advance of the paella cooking Wrong Mike, Puck and LT got into a more detailed conversation.
All the rumours are of course that it was addiction related despite him having successfully stopped drinking for a chunk of time. Presumably he was drinking again, maybe other stuff. Then the news that it was a couple of weeks before his body was found.
Wrong Mike I think queried that as Feles had been in a relationship, well the last time I’d met his partner she’d been in a long distance thing and was living in Europe, I’m not sure he was poly but I also think there were multiple partners at one point and I don’t think any of them lived close by.
I thought about The Yorkshire House closing. I wonder if it would have taken them two weeks to notice one if theirs hadn’t come in and if any of them would have gone to check on him? It’s the sort of thing Hijinks would have done but he’s in another city, has been for seven or so years.
And, I can imagine Feles going off in a snit and not speaking to various people for a couple of weeks. I tried to find Hijinks when I heard about Feles but he’s closed his old Facebook account and his old email is dead too.
Feles Umbra was cremated. I’d have gone to the funeral if it had been announced anywhere, but it was kept private. Two weeks, right in the middle of the heatwave. Looks like he kept going with that speedrun.