I signed up to Day2 #107days to write something about happiness. Kind of a tall order in many ways. But then again, it ain’t. Which is pretty cool really…
Yesterday on the (we love) Phil Gayle show [available at 2.92 for 6 days] the Gman interviewed two DJs from Sting Radio about LB.
Paul Scarrott said “We had LB’s mum in and had a day of happiness on our radio show. We wanted to know about LB in the happy days.” And they did. It was a joyful two hours on Tuesday. And, as so often happens, it was the dudes who captured what really matters; the happy times.
LB may have been only 18 when he died, but he packed in about a billion years worth of happy times. We still hear new (and often hilarious) stories of his exploits from different people. We are always having “Do you remember when…? ” moments at home. Moments guaranteed to generate laughter. We have hours of home movie footage showing LB usually in a bundle of scrapping and playful siblings, completely surrounded by love. He had a contentment, for most of his life, that was peaceful, appealing and uncomplicated.
Some of our memories are on the pages of this blog. But most are in our hearts luckily and do a bloody brilliant job of generating little parcels of happiness.
To end, I’m going to re-post this short film that captures a snapshot of happy times with the dude. With a cracking soundtrack. It also includes the dude in his favourite outfit for about five years; an ELC police tabard, orange binoculars and the compulsory baseball cap (occasionally replaced by a disposable shower cap). I always smile at this picture, especially as he’s holding his shorts up so they don’t get wet. Love him.