My earliest memories of Pa goes back to when I was young, everytime we saw Pa he would have fruit mentos for us to nibble on. I remember counting out Pa's change tin to which he had so many, just so that he could take them down to the bank and cash in but would never spend the money. Pippy Long Stockings and Chitty Chitty Bang Bang were never his favourite movies yet everytime I went down to visit or went down to stay with Nan Pa and Uncle Steven while Mum and Dad went away, he always let us watch them knowing that he was getting his happiness out of making us happy. Pa was a strong, caring and dedicated person. He loved his wife very much, he was very proud of his children and especially his grandchildren. Pa always had this strange sence of humor, when we asked to stay at his house or if we wanted to come and visit he would of course say no but knowing very well that he wanted nothing more but to see us. Trips in Pa's car went very fast, he always had the blanket on the back seat and books in the pocket of the back of his seat to keep us emused while we again nibbled on fruit mentos that were kept on the inside of nans door. One memorie I always laught about are the Grandparents Days at Primary School for both David and I. Inviting Pa was like asking him for a million dollars, the answer would be no but he would come anyway because he would not want to miss it for the world. That is the kind of Grandfather Pa was, he did everything in his power to make us happy even if he was put out. Making purses and things out of leather or collecting old spare keys so that I had some to play with or helping me make glue, he was always there to help and he always did it with a smile sitting beside me on his legs with his ankles crossed underneath him painting my school project that I did on the weekend that I spent at his house. Pa was some what a routine man, especially when it came to meal times. Pa liked his small bowl of wheeties from Monday through to Saturday with a slice of toast and marmalaide, but for breakfast on Sunday mornings, Pa enjoyed his porraige, as long as his meals were not rice or too sweet then Pa was happy. There are so many happy memories that included Pa in them, so many birthday parties and Christmas meals were spent together. He will be missed by so many. Id like to take this opportunity to thank Pa for everything he has done, I love you, respect you and miss you very much. Love your Grandaughter xx