Today, I heard that my first cousin Andrew died!

Today is Sunday 27th September 2009. At around 2PM my childhood friend Philip Blackwood came and knocked on the door; he only lives 2 streets away from me; unfortunately, our phone has been down for around a week or so; so nobody could phone us to tell us any news.

His story was that my first cousin Andrew had died on Friday night; apparently, he had brought himself a fast new motorcycle; and, it crashed somewhere along Anerley Road, Croydon.

I felt totally shocked! Especially, as he's the only one on that side of the family who I can actually get along with very well; the rest of them I just don't trust; they are older than me, and, therefore, tend to treat me with very little respect; but, he was younger -and, we both grew up happily together- so he respected me a lot. Of course, we've had our own fair share of ups and downs, too; but, mostly, we got along really very well, indeed.

It's so sad; and, he was only aged 43; which is 3 years younger than me. Of course, I will miss him, just ENORMOUSLY! When a really close family member dies; it's like a part of yourself has died inside, too; there will always be a HUGE GAP in my life from now on; someone really VERY IMPORTANT has gone missing!

He was 'extrovert'; me, I'm 'introvert'. So, he was a big compliment to my own personality; and, I suppose likewise. I got him to cool down a little bit.

Bye, Andrew, I will always LOVE YOU.../as well as, never ever forget you, too! Thanks so much for being not just family; but, also, a very warm and trustworthy friend.