[This post is inspired by EC Stilson's blog fest. Click here for her blog and here for her site.
WARNING: This is not a happy post, though it does have a somewhat happy ending. While I've toned down the more gruesome details of my grandfathers death, for some it will still make hard reading while for others it may strike an uncomfortable chord. There is talk of alcoholism and recovery so if these are not topics that interest you, I humbly suggest that you skip this post.]
This is the story of how my grandfather saved my life
is universally agreed upon that my Grandfather was not a nice man; he
had a vicious, unpredictable temper, he hit his children, offended
many people including close relatives, disowned his son when he came
out as gay and when my granddad died, his only friend was the bottle
of whisky that caused his death.
Angela on Twitter sent this to me as a good likeness to Josh (from Past Due and Half Past) and I couldn't agree more so I'm sharing it with all of you. I'm suddenkly wondering how Frankie could resist him at all to be honest! ;)
Unfortunately I don't know who made it, it came from a friend of a friend who found it on Google. Please comment if you know who this belongs so that I can credit them.
What do you think, does it match your vision of Josh?