I am done, I have finished this blog. I have honoured my brother. I think, I hope he’d be pleased. My brother is gone, our mother has Alzheimer’s, there is no one to confirm all my memories, but there is this – our love and lives on paper. I miss him, I miss receiving his letters. The world is odd without my peculiarly wonderful brother, … Continue reading I’m just gonna leave this here.
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I have spent nearly three years now blogging my brother’s life, the time has come, I am at the end. It has both helped build a new kind of me and yet at the same time destroyed me all over again. I want to thank people who have helped and inspired me. I have doubted myself through this whole process. There is so much I … Continue reading A Final Thank You
I found this printed out amongst J’s belongings. It is the sitcom he mentioned in his diary entry on 10 March 2003. It’s set in an office, 6 characters, 1 per episode, all set on the day after the office Christmas Party. He and Jade planned to write 7 episodes in total, writing 3 episodes each and both working on the last one together. About Dead … Continue reading J’s Screenplay – “Michelle”
Wednesday 21 April 1999 9.30AM Dear S Saw Billy Bragg play at the Forum last night. He was good. Preachy tho. To be expected I guess. He dances now, not something you expect from a socialist. I went with Jen, Sophia and Marcus. Sophia and Marcus had bought two tickets to see him and then discovered that a friend of theirs was on the door … Continue reading You know a rock star is on the way out when he starts singing about his kids.
Monday, 19 April 1999 Dear S, Weekend. Friday night, left work drinks at 6:30, walked home to get ready for housemate Eddie’s birthday dinner at Kake di Hatti’s in Brunswick. Cabbed there, very nearly got run over crossing the road to the bottle shop. Beer, wine, ouzo au go go. Sit at the table, we were the first lot there. I sit next to Caleb’s girlfriend … Continue reading I woke up just on the cusp of a hangover.
I have a vague memory of this being taken it was at Myer in Melbourne December 1973. I would like to thank everyone who reads my Blog and has kindly followed our story. Your “likes” comments and support means so much to me. It’s hard to explain but I feel so connected to some complete strangers sprinkled all over the world through my brother. Wishing you … Continue reading Christmas a long, long time ago…