Long time ago I used to work with two brothers, the older one Simon, was a big, strong, handsom lad. All shoulders and chiselled model looks and take me to bed charm for the ladies, the type that can dampen lingerie across a crowded half lit dance floor, yet one of the boys too, Simon was good company and loads of fun.
By contrast, his brother Billy resembled Plug from The Bash Street Kids. Big, like his brother but ugly and awkward, with all the charm of Alan Partridge, just crass, Billy was a fecking nightmare!
So as big brother, Simons attitude was to always try to be Billys wingman when