I Guess This Is Goodbye Old Pal...
(Just for clarity before we begin as some people got really the wrong end of the stick - no one has died!! X) I knew I was going to write about this. I've known I was going to write something like this for over ten years. I didn't know how hard is was going to be. On the 25th December 1998, my brother was born, and I was suitably pissed off. We were just sitting down to Christmas lunch and my mum realised she was going into labour - four year old me was fucking FUMING that I wasn't going to get a Christmas lunch (it's ok they dropped me at my nans on the way to the hospital and I had lunch there - crisis averted). So then he arrived and life was obviously very different. We largely didn't get on throughout our childhood for the sole reason of we are chalk and cheese - you've never met two more different human beings in your life as kids (and probably to a lesser extent as adults). He just irritated me beyond belief, and this only amplified when ...