Dad
was a one of a kind, although we had nothing in early years
we wanted for nothing.
I remember living in George St before Kate was born,
he would go out for his afternoon pint spend all his money but
always came home with a chippy tea and books for me and Darren,
little did we know at the time he would get the books and the
chippy on the tick till he could pay them back.
He was such a loving and doting dad who was proud of us all
because he brought us up with high values and standards.
I never saw him look so proud as the day Darren went off to
Aldershot to join the army, I remember the tears in his eyes
as he said goodbye.
Kate was his angel although she was a devil in disguise as a
young child, always up to mischief and cheeky.
I myself got away with murder even trading his car in without
his knowledge so I could get myself a better deal on a new car,
again it wasn't about him it was all about making us happy.
He was devoted to mum, you could see by the way he looked at
her and no expense was spared when it came to presents for her
like a deep fat fryer.
A loving husband, dad and granddad, a friend and a true gent,
that was our dad, he was our hero
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