So I spent the day with some of Kenta's friends yesterday in Chatswood, went to a lovely dumpling restaurant called New Shanghai. After a bunch of picking up people and buying some flowers, we turned up at Kenta's house to visit his parents and Miho.

His parents seem a lot better than a year ago which is a relief. No-one has forgotten, no-one will forget and still I don't think anyone understands why... I struggle to. Hearing Kenta's dad reason about how sending him to a different doctor might have changed everything, it hurts.

That said, it's happened. And on a lighter and happier (and very surreal) note, was playing around with Adi, the dog they got after Kenta passed away and named in tribute to Kenta's unhealthy obsession with Adidas. Was having a conversation with Adi about soccer, I asked him to sit down when I say the team he likes.

Chelsea...
Man Utd...
Arsenal...
Liverpool...
Milan...
Birmingham...

No response, just repeated blank stares. Then I tried Juventus...

And he sat down immediately.

Guess which team Kenta supported?

Juventus.

Maybe it was coincidence and the dog was just buggered and sick of me talking... but maybe it was something else? Whatever it was, a tear came to my eye and I was really happy.

I miss you.