"Today is my brother Patrick's 65th birthday. I won't do him any disservice on his day of celebration by showing recent pictures of us both together which would only attract unfavourable comparison to the amount of hair on our heads we each have, but I will show a picture of Patrick, Peter and myself when I was 10-years-old, Patrick was 4-years old and Peter was a mere 3 years of age.
I remember the occasion well, as though it was yesterday. I was fed up of hearing Patrick and Peter complain about being the only kids on the estate without their own wheels. Every night they went to bed they prayed for a bicycle. Eventually I could bear their weeping and wailing no longer as it was ruining my beauty sleep which I badly needed. I went to the Post Office and withdrew all my savings, which I'd managed to put by from a paper round and with the eighteen shillings and 3 pennies I bought two second-hand tricycles. They loved those wheels so much that after three months of riding them up hill and down dale, Patrick buckled the front wheel of his tricycle. He tried to pinch his younger brother's wheels, but despite being eighteen months younger than Patrick, Peter was bigger in size and wasn't having any of it! Patrick broke down and cried for me to get him another means of transport, but I gave him short shrift and told him to leg it!
He's been making his own way in the world ever since and apart from his hair, he doesn't seem to have lost out in his journey of life. Happy birthday brother. I love you. Big brother Billy x" William Forde" April 12th, 2014.