Well Jayne, What can I say we did it! Your dads funeral was so personal, I'm so happy that he got what he deserved a great send off! Due to the restrictions we could only have 20 family & friends, so having it in the garden meant we covered all of that & everyone else could gather in the street. The street was lined with people wanting to say farewell to the most gentle giant, one in a million guy who never really bothered anyone. If you could pick a last day then he picked his well, off to Oban with Paddy & Jonesy they had a great time at a pigeon friends then on the road home he stopped for his fish supper & Irn bru! He got out the car on the road down from Tarbert & died at the loch side which he loved. I'm heart broken but I'm glad it was quick. I'm really struggling as you know I hate being on my own & that's the hardest to bare! It's me & poor Rufus, he has been unwell so I hope he gets better soon. He got all my tears when you left & now the poor wee thing is getting all your dads. I know I have to pick myself up & get on with life but two painful losses is too much to take. He is in your arms now so take care of him for me. I love you both dearly & miss you both forever. Sleep tight my two wonderful angels xxxx