So yesterday my Big Brother, Alwyn, came to visit.
He helped me in every way, despite having to spend a lot of time on his phone and PC.
Obviously it culminated in a big night out… Far too much to drink, random conversations with strangers, lots of nostalgia, a lot of tears, me puking ( not over myself, or in public ) and a fairly fuzzy head today.
He’s on the phone as I type, doing his job, dealing with his own hangover very professionally.
We had the sort of night only the closest of close people could have.
Thank you, Alwyn.