In reality its a year since I found him on the floor in his flat. To be honest, we don't know if he died on the 18th or 19th. We suspect 18th.
Douggie, you were at the very least, a character! A mysterious one at that. You lived your life in boxes and not many people got to know the real you. Even after 28 years I'm not absolutely certain that we did!
You were a hard taskmaster - mistakes were not tolerated - but if I could deal with you teaching me then I can deal with anything. Thank you for preparing me for life!
You were a good step-dad most of the time and a good partner to my mother, who doesn't seem to be coping too well without you. You were an exceptionally good grand-dad to Jade and I know she misses you terribly.
I miss your war stories and tales of bravado and conspiracy. I regret that I didn't spend much time with you in your last few years but I'm glad I did see you in the couple of months before you died.
Douggie as a young soldier. The Army was his life. He lied about his age to get in early and he carried on working for them as a civilian for years after he'd completed his service.
Douggie with Jade. You could usually find her perched on his knee reading a book or watching TV; from the day she was born until she got too big to sit on his lap any more.
This will be the last time I recognise the date of your death. I'd far rather remember how you were in life.
You are missed and you are loved. Rest in Peace and be happy, wherever you are now.
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