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.
Xx