On Wednesday evening, at about 22:40 GMT my dad moved onto his next great adventure. I hope wherever he is, he is free of pain, walking so fast that people have to trot to keep up and doing it all with a big smile.
My dad, the person who made me who I am today. The gentle giant. Bootface. Completer of the Telegraph cryptic crossword on a daily basis. Intelligent, funny and with the biggest heart. He would do anything for anyone (if he could).
Right now I can’t really find the words to say how great he was to me. I just know that one of the brightest lights in my life has flickered and gone.
Good night dad. Sleep well. You will be missed.