Paul and Paul

If you’ve been following this blog for a very long time you’ll recall that before it was, it was, and in those days it was a two-man affair, documenting my spectacular, somewhat notorious and ultimately doomed relationship with Paul de Koning.

Paul died five years ago today.

Paul was charming, sexy, loud, iconoclastic, funny and brimming with love and life. We shared a year and a half together from late ’95 to early ’97 – a wild, raucous and all-too-often insane ride. It ended horribly, but we patched our friendship up in time. He was diagnosed with Adult Myeloid Leukaemia in the late 1990s and managed to survive with that a lot longer than anyone thought possible.

The photo above was taken on our trip to San Francisco in September 1996 – sixteen years ago now. And here he is in his own words, a screenshot of his page from the House of Love, as it was in November 1996 (big file).

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