Grandpa

Memorial service tonight, very touching.

It's been nearly a year and I miss him constantly. I know and hope I always will.

Feeling a lot of love. My brother is so wonderful. And I'm so glad Mum is OK. And I so hope Dad will continue to be. We walked into Pret to find my brother sitting there with his new headphones reading Allen Ginsberg. Or was it Plato? Either way his effortless coolness makes me jealous - but more than anything, ridiculously proud.