My brother is 13 months older than me. Some mistake us as twins we look so similar. Garth is a little taller than me, but we are both solidly built … like our father, mum says. Garth is way more adventurous than me, but I always happy to follow him. Until he joined the Army. I was a bit nerdy for the Army. Any way someone had to stay at home to look after mum.

Dad left mum and I remember it was a Saturday; Garth and I were having breakfast. Dad came downstairs with a couple of suitcases; he hug both of us and was crying a bit. Boys, he said, I have decided to leave your mum. I do love you both and your mum, but I just can’t be here anymore. I’ll see you at Christmas and with that he walked out the door. As it turned out we didn’t see him again until Garth joined the Army.