I thought I’d write you a quick note to let you know that you may be gone, but you’re not forgotten. Last time we spoke it was on facebook, you’d corrected Megs’ spelling and I couldn’t resist but join in. I still do it occasionally now, and every time I think of you.
Life moves on and your memory lives on. I hear of things occasionally via Becca or your Mum on twitter of all places – I’m hoping that your Mum can convince mine to give it a go sometime soon! Megs and Olly are doing just fine, they’re growing up (obviously) but you’d have been so proud of them at Grandad’s funeral this summer – they were gorgeous, nothing like teenagers are meant to be, and Megs is a little mini-clone of you McKinlay, you’ll never be gone while she’s alive, and rightly too.
The news at this end is that Bobby J is finally dying. He’s not given up just yet but his time is almost upon us. I’m not sure I believe in heaven and reunions and all that jazz, but if such a thing exists keep an eye out for him. He’d love a yarn, and no doubt a trip down memory lane.
Rest in Peace JJ,
Lots of love, George xx