Orite Benson, how's it going up there, I seem to be thinking about you more and more, it really doesn't get any easier. I keep thinking what must have happened up there for them to take you from us, from me, why do they need a special person, well what ever their reason for taking you, I hope you have sorted out their problems. We have planted your tree just like I said in my poem, it was very depressing to put your ashes into the earth, but now you can grow again. I will be paying you regular visits don't worry, will tell you about my days at work and weekends out with Sion, will also bring up the latest music so you can keep up to date, don't want you falling behind do we. I was at work on my own today for a bit, Rob had popped out for something and I had finished and packed up so I just sat and watched the videos on my phone, and looked at all the pictures. That one video of me and you toy fighting on the hallway, Sion named it " hopalong vs Giggler " I'm laughing my head off the whole time, you always had me in stitches with crazy words and sayings. I miss everything about you, the way you borrowed my t-shirts and ruined them or used up all my aftershave, the way you would make a sandwich quickly you wouldn't even butter your bread, you would say " haven't got time for butter ". I wasn't sure if you were playing with my bedside light but I've noticed since I said thank you in my poem you stopped, feel free to pay another visit. I miss you so much, did you see me at Maria's 40th birthday party, it was a great night, there were pictures of you on the ceiling so everytime someone took a drink they would see you looking down on them like you are. Anyway big brother I'm coming to see you on Sunday with Stacey and Adele, and I think Taylor might be coming, plus Dean said he will follow me down, so your going to be busy on Sunday with us lot visiting you, I know your true colours, LOVE YOU, AND MISS SO MUCH, Matthew your lil brother, XXXXX