I love my dad, I know he wasn’t around much when we were young and did bad things but then who hasn’t at some stage of their life. I know I have.

My dad as been a rock to me and called me everyday since I lost Terry, and everyday he ends the call with “OK will call you tomorrow and you know where I am if you need me, call me anytime of the day or night” Bless him, he is proper old school.

85 years old nearly blind and has prostrate cancer, but never moans.