Love you big brother, gone but never forgotten, love ❤️ Janet
8th January 2023
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland
It murders when you get picked up by the ears!
Janet
17th January 2011