When it was B N O night and he fancied going out for a beer or whatever and I just felt that that was wrong.

His friendship is too important to me for that.

I agonized over it for ages.

However in the end I was spurred on by my wife.

She pointed out that if he threw a shit fit then he really wasn’t the guy I thought I knew.

If he couldn’t handle it, he probably wasn’t worth knowing.

Blunt, I know, but in the end true.