Taken too soon, I met Tim when he was only a few days old, and was proud to be chosen as his Godmother. He spent his first nights away from home as a toddler staying with Leroy and Isobel, myself and Angus, and then enjoyed holidays with Ray, Bill and the Browns as a child. He had a special bond with his big Brother Simon, sitting on his knee on the wheelchair when he got tired. His first big photography project was documenting the damage in the house caused by the wheelchair, crawling under the dining table to get pictures of the scraped legs. Rest in peace Tim, Helen, Charlie Ben and Katie Brockis