Gary (the rich northern monkey),

So sorry that you didn't get your wish to win the lotto to buy a house in Wanborough. At least you are buried there looking over the Ridgeway. If we look hard enough, I'm sure we will see you there walking Jasper.

God only knows how Adrian found the inner strength to write such a perfect tribute to you and then to project it so well on your special day, 1 April 2005.

It was a moving moment of mixed emotions standing there at your final resting place to see the Hercules that you loved so much, that also had so cruelly taken your life, swoop down low over your open grave to lift your spirit high into the sunny sky above.

Your younger son Stuart connected in his own way with his hands on the start of the fireworks that rose so magnificently high into the night sky reaching out to you at the other end.

You were a unique and very special man who left an impression on everyone you met.

We are not the only ones who will love and miss you for the rest of our days.

With loads of love, hugs and kisses from your dearest friends Dave & Nina