Yesterday at approximately 23:15 my time one of the best men I knew passed away peacefully in his sleep.  His generosity, warm heart and wicked sense of humour will be sorely missed, but some solace can be taken in the fact that he now joins his wife of 60’ish-odd years who passed away on Anzac day last year.

He will be remembered fondly by all who knew him, and is survived by three children and six grandchildren, one of which is me.

R.I.P. Granddad.

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. . . and happy birthday to me.