Andy died 4 years ago today at the age of 33. No day ever goes past without something that he did or something that he said passing through my mind. I am sure that the same can be said for his Mum and his brother, Gaz. When any young person dies it is sad. I don’t dwell in his absence but in the joy that he brought when he was alive. Last night I was looking through some of the photos that I took when he was a child – we have few of him in later years – that I have scanned into the digital age. I decided that I would share some of them. The thing that struck me most was that Andy and Gaz seemed to be joined at the hip. They are together in the majority of the photos. There was only 14 months between them (Andy was the elder) so I suppose that was a significant factor.
Proud Mum and paternal grandparents
I shall return with more captions later.