This is not a proper post. This is a post in memory of my little brother who died less than three weeks ago - and also presents the reason for my failure to post in the last month. I have not been in the most emotionally strong mindset and have been left feeling very vulnerable and confused. In regards to this blog, I was not quite sure what to do. I was not sure whether to stop blogging for a few months, whether to leave this or not or continue on as usual in regards to posting. In the end, I decided to continue with the posting as I did before. Why? Because, believe it or not, there was nobody more dedicated to following my blog than my little brother, Pierre Barnes. There was nobody sweeter, nobody more supportive... and I am sure he would be angry if I did otherwise than to soldier on bravely, despite the turmoil I am going through right now.
This is not to sensationalise anything, and it's because I felt he would have wanted this, and as a way to explain to you - not that I can. So, here are just a couple of photos of him, the island of Porquerolles where he died and pictures which remind me of him. Bye Bye Baby was a song I used to sing to him teasingly when we were in the car, or when I simply felt like singing. He was my unofficial photographer, my little brother and one of my best friends.
In memory of my little brother, Pierre Barnes: 2000 - 2012
- Rest in Peace
