To my brother Beef . The days and nights we spent together playing Nintendo round my house and your house and JB"s and Joe"s . All the times we used to go drinking down the river in Hammersmith and you singing your favorite song "flying high"on the way home and waking everyone up at 3.00 am . All the raves we used to go to with no money in our pockets to get home but some how still managed to get drunk and get home . But the last and best memory of us is when we done the London to Brighton together and we said we"ll meet at Hammersmith at 6.00 in the morning. Thinking you would bring some drink (ie water) but instead you pull out 3 cans of beer. That was just typical of you. Then I said those beers might be too heavy to carry in your bag you went yes your right and sunk 2 cans in less than 30 seconds (typical Beef ). I will never ever forget the great times we had together . Now u are really flying high ............RJ