1 June 2011, 4:03 pm

Our friendship must have started before we were teenagers because one of my earliest memories of Edrees is of him and my brother teaching me to ride Edrees’s bicycle, one of those intermediate ones – mid size, freewheel, back-pedal brakes – and from which Edrees had already removed the training wheels. They let go, I fell and was angry with them for a long time. But bicycles would remain central to our friendship.

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