The leaves that fall have all been counted

For me it's been a sobering weekend. On Saturday morning, two ambulances appeared close to our front door, and of course you wonder what is going on. They didn't seem to be going anywhere and then police vehicles appeared and two officers entered one of the ambulances. I took it that there had been a fatality, and the only person it could have been was my chaotic downstairs neighbour. Stuart was a disabled man but a larger than life character. He could wear you out and I chose not to get too close to him. Of course I feel a bit guilty now, as you do.