Nearly two weeks since you’ve gone... my brother, best friend and an absolute legend. I still can’t come to terms that I’ll never get another ridiculous late night phone call to tell me about nothing or you turning up at mine any hour of the day demanding to cook whatever I have in the fridge I’ll be forever grateful for the hilarious (made up) memory you told me about just last month! I will never stop laughing just like we did when you told me. I’ll never, ever forget the fine/stupid times we had; the (inebriated) ministry of funny walks down Cowley Road during carnival, the endless laughs, weekends of no sleep, your heroic journey back to Oxfordshire during Glastonbury to work and then rush back to carry on and everything else I’ll never forget Thank you brother for all the great memories and I promise this summer I’ll make as much food from the BBQ book you got me just like we said we’d do together this year Sleep tight my brother, I’ll miss you for all eternity. A wonderful friend, loving father, son, brother and uncle taken far too soon 😢 One last time Joseph... “sugary flapjacks are what I’m looking for” Love you Broseph