Hi there, I've not spoken about the night Iain died for almost a year now but bare with me... It was February 1st 2007 and it was my best friends 20th birthday. 6 of us went out that night to a new club that had just opened up in town. There we met with a lot of my friends from work and we were having a brilliant night drinking and chatting and dancing lots. Iain was meeting a lot of my friends for the first time and I was so pleased that everyone was getting on so well. Here it gets a little hazy because we'd had more than enough to drink and because I've tried to block a lot of the night out but I thought Iain had said that he was leaving with a couple of his friends and so the rest of us carried on till the wee small hours and finally got home at some ungodly hour in the morning. When I woke I realised Iain's bed hadn't been slept in but I'd thought he was crashing at a friends house. However, during the day I just had this awful feeling in the pit of my stomach and kept calling my mum to see if he'd returned home. He hadn't. We waited till 9pm that night then got the police involved. The next month was the worst of my life. My friends, Iain's friends and myself and family were being constantly interviewed by the police because we just didn't know where he was. Finally, on March 18th (mother's day) we got the phone call we had been dreading. Iain's body had been found in the River Clyde where he'd fallen in after that night out. It turned out Iain had been trying to meet up with his friends at the riverboat casino but had fallen asleep at the edge of the river and had fallen in. The guilt I carry around with me day to day cripples me, if only I had made him stay with me!! I wish so much I hadn't been drinking and that he hadnt been drinking. I wish that I hadn't persuaded everyone to go to that club. I really hope we can help each other. You're in my thoughts.
