To my dear brother,
Though we're far apart, you're never far from my thoughts. I wish you the happiest of birthdays. I love you and I'm sorry I didn't quite finish the knitted birthday gift, instead sending used tshirts (though quite nice vintage ones from WMNF). After all, it's so freakin soon after Christmas and I just finished knitting all that stuff. The family motto should be "Is ero tardus, tamen is ero illic".
My rock star brother, Paul, with Whiskey Bitch at the Surly Wench Pub: