Monday, 8 June 2009

If only my brother were here now

This is my brother in 1993, two years before he died. We were attending the funeral of a favourite uncle in Newport, Monmouthshire, and here he is in a suit. He could dress very smartly. He had a very good sense of humour, more sophisticated than this comic shot suggests. He ran rings around me for intelligence and quick-mindedness. I do miss him, and wish he were here now. My parents never got over his death, never ever.

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