Hopefully at the funerial, as he inexplicity sees all these people he knows crying, sees his aunty and uncles trying to be brave and not cry, seeing everyone biting their upper lip and trying to be british about the whole thing...
... knowing that something is lost, but not quite sure knowing what. Only understanding that they'll be one less person around the table at christmas dinner, one less pressent under the tree. Knowing that when he turns 18 they'll be a few quid for him that might pay for him to go to Uni, but thinking that uni would be horrible, just like school. Wondering why he has to wear his big-boy clothes....etc....

All he'll be thinking is. "It's our problem free, philosphy, Hakuna Matata.".
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Thu 12 Jan 2012, 10:39, Reply)