Party of Five

Just a wee tribute today to my bro who left us way back in '93. Still thought of with love and good memories. When you are 14 years old the First XV, Doc Martens and V8s were everything. Won't forgot the crazy days of the early 90's - the eating competitions you won, the girlfriends you tried to hide, the windows/Mum's crystals you accidentally broke with cricket balls, the stereo cranking out Metallica.
I don't even have a photo of Alex with me in Japan, which makes me feel slightly guilty sometimes, but (tapping forehead) it's all up here.
Never forgotten.