Boom Dea, From the moment MJ brought me along to West Acres to meet his extended family, you took me under your wing as him and Kerry tried to lead us astray. So many happy memories, from rounders and buzz off in the fields, slipping me my first bacardi breezer at a family bbq, prepping me for the Japanese exchange, dragging me to the Fat Sams dance floor at age 15 or simply getting our phone number at Hepburn Gardens mixed up with Golf City so were quite keen for a lift at 3am ... As we grew up and life moved on, you only became more incredible. St Andrews catch ups moved to London and you continued to take me under your wing, just like a little sister. The world is a little darker without your light, but you have taught us all so much about how to live. Thank you for being you. X
