From Rosie Holdsworth: Sadly because I was so young when I lived with Lawrence, I don't remember a lot about what he was like. The memories I do have are of his super 80s bedroom in the attic with his grey, white and red carpet, the incident in which Lawrence had to give Liz a pound because she found a fish bone in the Salmon that he so carefully and lovingly prepared and cooked, and him turning up on our doorstep after being away for a while and me desperately wanting to hug him but being too scared to do it. I didn't realise how upset I would get when writing about him, it makes me sad because he was obviously such a wonderful person, it breaks my heart to think of the unbelievable sadness that my sister, step dad and the rest of the family have to live with, and it hurts because it would have been amazing to have had Lawrence as my big brother as I was growing up, I wish I'd had a chance to know him more.