Sunday, 14 July 2013
As we prepare for the funeral we have things to go through and consider, and lots of pictures to sort out. This first photograph was taken as a gift for my grandparents, probably around the time my dad went to Oxford. I'd guess he is 17 or 18 here, and clearly the model of the 1930's -40's intellectual. All he really needs is his pipe.
We fast forward a few years now to this one of him in the back garden of our house in Rugby with Andrew, his first grandchild. He loved all of his grandchildren, and nothing delighted him more than having them round or taking them out.
Although he could be a terrible tease with them all.
Finally here he is with my mother, my brother and me at their Golden Wedding party in 2002. One of the best days we all shared together as pretty much all of our extended family were able to attend.