I don’t really know what to do with this series, to be honest with you.
I want to keep on remembering my lost best friend, my little brother in all but name, and I will continue to do so. I’ll never forget him and all that we did for each other.
But as I said back when he passed, there are so many songs which, whenever I hear them, will trigger some little memory, a shared moment, not worth bothering you all with, but something which does and forever will, remind me.
Like this one.
No great story to tell.
I know this was his favourite song by this lot, and now, whenever I hear it played, suddenly Llŷr’s sitting next to me and I just want to grab him and not let him go again.
I wrote this post on Monday. On Wednesday, Shaun Keaveney played it as the last record on his 6Music show. I had to stop what I was doing and air-drum along to it, just as Llŷr would have done and just for a moment we were back in the Flat of Filth, he was doing the same, and making a far better job of it than I.