G*Spoon

In January 2011, I lost The Inspector (aka Jerry). He had cancer.

After a couple of years, it felt safe to assume his brother was in the clear.

I was wrong.

G*Spoon (aka George) wasn't gifted with the intelligence of his brother. He was a great big ginger fool when you weigh it all up. Everytime I turned around, he was there. He would talk to me all day long. It really was like he was giving me a running commentary on how his day was going. I'm writing this and he should be draped across the back of the chair behind me. We were inseperable.

Anyway. At 03:51 this morning, he drew his final breath. I was with him all the way through.

I've lost my shadow.