7th July 1944 - 25th August 2017

My dad died last night. After being ill for well over a year it was not a completely unexpected event but  it was still a surprise shock. It happened all quite quickly but with enough time for me to be there with my mum and Clare. He had no pain or awareness of anything and was at home, if you had to plan how you you want to die, this would be pretty much up there. The paramedics were simply the best kind of people you would ever want around.

It was a weird kind of day, the funeral people came and collected him at lunch time. Then I came home and, with nothing feeling entirely real, collected the others and we went back over for champagne and chinese takeaway in an evening toasting the life of a very fabulous man.