It’s always difficult to say goodbye. Whether it be that sad looking favourite t-shirt you’ve vainly hung onto all of these years, or that favorite tea mug that’s gained more chips than the average golf course does in a year, it’s an emotional bind.

Obviously, it’s even more difficult if the thing you are saying goodbye to is a living thing. Your beloved pet is a huge bind, often becoming integral to family life and when no longer there, leaving a huge emotional hole. But another human; now that is a difficult one.

I’ve loved you my brother from the moment that I set eyes on you as a baby. As the eldest brother, when I saw your huge blue eyes looking at me for the first time as a baby, I knew that our relationship would be a close one, a one of trust and loyalty, something that we would never ever allow anything to get between. From your very first playground scrape through to your various breakups from the girls in your life - and there have been many - I’ve been at your side to support, to argue with, to love and to defend regardless of the situation. Tell me that I am wrong?

Today my brother, we have to say goodbye. I hold this knife to your throat not to protect me, but to protect you and the countless others you have hurt and destroyed. A brother can only stand by and be loyal for so long but as your atrocities have become so severe and so frequent of late, it has to end. To watch your black mind reach the ends of sordidness that I have has been difficult and I cannot allow it to fester any longer. Today it ends. I will allow the haunting of seeing those deep, tortured blue eyes fade away to never look down at a victim again visit me for the rest of my life. Your secret will remain to my grave my brother. I love you. Goodbye.