Never Forget

Tomorrow Rez has decided to dress, from head to foot, in black. It is to commemorate the second anniversary of the day she lost her brother, Charlie Fuckwit. As a mark of respect and deference to a higher being Big Lou will be supporting Rez in a similar black outfit.

Now Charlie was not blessed with the same degree of cunning or even common sense as his sister. However, we all loved him as did everyone who met him.

Rez and Charlie were inseparable from birth. When they first moved to Cuddesdon they spent hours curled up by the telephone, a mass of black and grey. It was clear from those early days that Rez was the sibling equipped with the power of reasoning and Charlie, well unfortunately, was not.

Due to his lack of processing power Charlie appeared fearless in his approach to the outside World. This often led to challenging situations. On one memorable occasion Charlie had gone up to Style Cottage to see if BC wanted to hit the Village green. BC had already gone out. Undeterred, Charlie strode in as if he owned the place and for some reason, still unknown to this day, Charlie decided to explore the upper floor of the cottage. On finding Straight Pilot Dan, a housemate of BC's, revising for his forthcoming pilots exam he decided to show-off his roof walking prowess and left the building by an upper floor window that had been left ajar in order to keep Straight Pilot Dan's wits in peak condition. What followed can only be described as a farce. Upon being alerted to Charlie's apparent plight the surrounding neighbours left their armchairs to encircle Style Cottage. People shouted at Charlie to encourage him to return through a window, but to no avail. They shouted at Straight Pilot Dan who remained in the cottage trying to tease Charlie back in with a piece of ham, but to no avail. This went on for what seemed like an eternity until, without warning or preamble, Charlie nonchalantly sauntered in through the bedroom window, walked downstairs and returned home. From the look on his face it was clear that he had no idea what the fuss was about. But that was him all over.

When Charlie was laid to rest his grave was surrounded by candles and love. Although the evening was bitterly cold his friends and family, who had gathered there at short notice, felt a glow in their hearts. This came from feeling privileged at being touched by such a special soul. To help dull the cruel practicalities of the proceedings a copious amount of mulled wine was served from a large copper vat. The whole village paused as the gathering said a sad goodbye to the sounds of "Forever Young" by Alphavile .......

Lets dance in style
Lets dance for a while
Heaven can wait
We're only watching the skies
Hoping for the best
But expecting the worst
Are you going to drop the bomb or not
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power
But we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit,
Life is a short trip
The music's for the sad man
Can you imagine when this race is won
Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising or leaders
We're getting in tune
the music's played by the madman

Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever
Forever - and ever

Some are like water
Some are like the heat
Some are the melody and some are the beat
Sooner or later, they all will be gone
Why don't they stay young

Its so hard to get old without a cause
I don't want to perish like a fading horse
Youth's like diamonds in the sun
And diamonds are forever
So many adventures couldn't happen today
So many songs we forgot to play
So many dreams swinging out of the blue
We'll let them come true

Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever
Forever - and ever

Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever
Forever - and ever


Rez will never forget..........