Well, had the big farewell party for my little bro and his partner, Kerry, yesterday. Great fun (pics are on here somewhere), but all got a bit emotional. Lots of goodbyes said; I know Kerry finds it harder (James being a bloke), she's extremely close to her dad. Her dad! Top bloke, came out of the closet after Kerry was born. He lost it outside after saying goodbye, I lost it as well, big (manly!...grrr!) hugs all round. Seriously going to miss them something awful. I lost the plot about four years back, they did all they could to bring me back round and succeeded, seriously don't know what would of happened to me if they hadn't been there. I know full well that it's going to be piss easy to get in contact with them, tech god over here's armed him with enough technology know-how to both order a sofa online and make a serious attempt on the Pentagon, but it's never going to be quite the same as rolling into their place and chewing the fat. At the same time though; I'm mind bendingly proud of the both of them for having the guts and determination to make such a huge change for a better life. He's carrying on with the trucker thing, huge wage and a decent amount of life comfort, Kerry has to wait for a work visa. Wayne, me and Billy are aiming for a big Canadian road trip when they're settled which I'm seriously looking forward to; holidays for the cost of a plane ticket! Been trying to write them a letter to read on the plane, but kept sobbing so I wrote this instead and leaving that till later!