I am lucky too. I have a lovely younger brother who despite being disabled and living 50 miles away would come and help me at the drop of a hat if I needed him. When he visits he does all those little jobs I can't manage and takes all my clutter to charity shops or landfill for me. I don't drive so even though it's tiring for him he will drive me wherever I want to go. He's neither young nor fully mobile, yet he does all this with a willing heart. In return I feed him up with roast dinners and crumbles - his favourites - and always send him home with goodies. So comforting to know he is there. Lucky me.
What did you never own up to ?
It’s been a while so I will start us off…….whats for supper and why?




for those who have lost brothers. I lost one too many years ago aged 24.
