He's my brother...

Just to prove to my brother that I do love him and think about him - I republish these pictures, first posted back in June.

My brother does mean an awful lot to me, though I don't think I have ever told him that. It's hard to sometimes tell people close to you how much they mean. I find it hard to anyway. Which is strange because I am firm believer that you should tell people all the time that you love them, if you love them.

So, to tell you what Tim is like - I have to go way back into our childhood. The words 'cat' and dog', 'chalk' and 'cheese', 'Paris' and Nicole' spring to mind. We couldn't have been more different. I was an awkward dork and a loner, he was the golden boy - always surrounded by friends - I was an awkward ginger freckle-face and he was dark and handsome - me, dumpy - him, tall - that sort of thing, you know the drill.

I used to be a total bitch to him, bad-tempered and nothing short of atrocious - I once beat him upside the head with a Barbie race horse and he pushed me onto Mum's rowing machine, which resulted in me getting a screw through my knee (I still bear the scar). Incidently, I got blamed for winding him up on that occasion!

As we grew up we would fight, fight, fight and sometimes, for a change, we would argue instead. I'm sure I uttered the words "I hate you" a few times. And meant them.

Sometimes we would have an intelligent conversation -

Bro: "Name as many Robert De Niro movies as you can"

Me: "Erm, Taxi Driver, Casino, Heat, Goodfellas, etc etc..."

Bro: "Not bad. For a girl" - and I would see a flicker of similarity between us. Maybe I wasn't adopted afterall...

Then I went to Australia - and 'found' myself and then he went off travelling and, I hope, 'found' himself - and now I know we are more similar than I thought.

I used to ask my Mum all the time how long it would before we started to get along and she used to say "soon". I hope now is soon...

So there you go Bro - a nice post about my loving brother. There are plenty more stories where that came from!

Good luck with the job hunting - believe me I know how soul-destroying it can be - especially searching for a job with a big company - as long as you always remember - you don't have to conform, let them think they have got you - they can't get inside your heart and head.