So we hugged.

It was 2.35 in the morning and party was now winding down.

It had started quite civilly with the two families exchanging pleasantries over pork pie and egg mayo sandwiches neatly cut into triangles and arranged on a silver foil platter.

A virgin 3 litre bottle of Vodka was steadily corrupted and finally consumed along with an assortment of ales, lager and cider.

The parents occupied the lounge while two mini parties took place, one in the kitchen and one in the garden.

G and I flitted between both.

So after a competition of who could drink a yard of ale the fastest the party was winding down.

G were leaving and saying our goodbyes and for the first time in years my brother Jason and I, we hugged.

He doesn't begin his round the world trip until Friday but we won't see him until he returns in December.

And he hugged G as well which was nice.

I will miss him and I think G will too.