Death

 Earlier this year DZ lost his older brother. His death was sudden and unexpected. He was a strong, fit man and his passing was a huge shock. Though it is now several months since, I still find this hard to write. I was lucky in that we maintained contact through our entire lives.

I have many fond memories of the shit we used to get up to as kids. Our relationship is perhaps well summed up in this picture.

Being two years older than me he, to a certain extent, looked after me, and I looked up to him and I miss him hugely and the laughs we had until just a few weeks before he died. 

My Brother and me, circa 1958.