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irene mills
9 years ago

i remember the swing, the upturned t chest with red plastic t set, pink lemonade powder and jam butties for t parties in the garden...being creful not to spoil Dads precious roses...

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Patsy
9 years ago

Remember the wooden-seat-and- rope swing? That we used to put up in the kitchen doorframe if it was raining outside? That was great :) I thought about that today, and how lucky we were to have these great parents who loved us to bits :)

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Lindsey
10 years ago

I can't believe it's been 3 years. Still think of you everyday and robyn talks about you all the time. She tells her sisters all about their supergrandad who is a star in the sky. She tells them about how kind you where for sharing you trifle with her. We all miss you so much. Love you always grandad xxxx

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Anonymous
11 years ago

i was happy when Grandad used to play games and tell silly jokes... what do you call a one eyed dinosaur? doyathinkesaurus! love from jacob Xxxxx

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irene mills
11 years ago

The day before you died we sat and had tea and bickies ...lemon puffs. you said how you used to love them and how you hadn't had them in yonks. I asked how long was a yonk...You said "how the ***do i know!" Well to some people its seems like yonks since you died but you know what...It feels so raw it could be yesterday. I miss you so much. the good thing is that i will have all the memories of our chats, tea and bickies and much much more...

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Patsy
11 years ago

Two years today since you passed away. It doesn't get any easier, but I'm trying to remember all the good times we had rather than just the sad time at the end. Thinking about the donkey rides at New Brighton, and standing in our wellies in the waterfalls in Wales...and choosing horrible pigs trotters from the meat market, and walking along the battlement walls in Chester, you and mum lighting the gas-lamps in the caravan, xmas mornings buried in toys, all the easter eggs on the windowsill in order of importance, you teasing mum with the pet spider..... You were such a great Dad, and we'll never stop missing you.I heard someone quoting Tennyson yesterday.."But oh for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!" Love and miss you....P.xxxx

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family photos

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some of the stuff he loved

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