ONE YEAR ON....

One year on to the day and the hour, where Ben lost his life. It's a strange irony to have fire trucks and sirens whistling around in the cold bleak morning. The tree grasping on to life with a losing battle. A symbol of destruction and despair that will eventually fade over time. The signs of the struggle between tyres and tarmac remain. The brutal force even to strong for mother nature to wash away. As the surroundings continue to move on, the memory of this place will linger forever. It will not be a place I will revisit again.

Farewell my brother, you will be forever in my heart.