As i am writing this i am listening to Never Tear Us Apart and I have tears rolling down my cheek. But they are not all for sadness they are for happiness aswell for what memories Micheal bought into the world and we still have left! When i heard the news it was around half five in the morning in the UK. my sister and I were distraught i cried for days and often have the odd tear hear and there along with my sister. One story that i have is the day that Michael died my sister got given a present which was a beanie giraffe she called it Michael and it reminded her of Michael Huthchence , she took it everywhere with her , this year she went to the Belgian Grand Prix and on her way home back to London she realised that she had forgot Michael he was in Belgian still, although this was only a toy she treasured it dearly because of when she had got it and what it meant to her, she has since then bought another one but she says that nothing will replace the first Michael that she had. R.I.P. Michael xxxxxxxxxxxxx