Alex Poole

This is a personal message to Simon Wilcox, who plays the trumpet. I have no way I know of contacting you any other way Simon, so I figure sooner or later you’ll either Google yourself, or someone else will Google you and pass this message on.

In 1991 / 1992 I rented a room in your house. During that time I treated you absolutely atrociously. With others in the house I bullied you mentally, damaged your personal property and showed a breathtaking lack of respect, kindness and compassion. I was an absolute c**t to you.

I only wanted to say that, when I look back on that time, I’m appalled by how I acted; deeply ashamed of my behaviour. Simon, I’m very very sorry. I can’t imagine quite how I’d make up for it, or that you even give a monkey’s now, 20 years down the line, but if I can ever go some way towards showing you how sorry I am and making good, you can contact me through this site. Anyway, I wish you all the very best.

Just for the sake of this post doing its search engine thing, I’ll reiterate that was a message for a gentleman by the name of Simon Wilcox, a trumpet player. And if you’re not Simon but you know him, please pass on the message.

Thanks. Alex.

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