Tonight my brother died…
I tried to contact as many people as I could on the phone. But there are friends of mine and both my brothers I couldn’t get in contact with.
Paul died playing a game of squash tonight. So unfair, with my lifestyle, it should have been me first, he was only 53.
I love you Paul. You were (like our father) a very great man and a great story teller. But, most of all, as my older brother, you were a great protector and my most loyal friend when we were growing up.
Isn’t the internet a great way to tell people about the greatest things in life… and the worst.