When I’m Gone When I come to the end of my journey And I travel my last weary mile Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned And remember only the smile Forget unkind words I have spoken Remember some good I have done Forget that I ever had heartache And remember I've had loads of fun Forget that I've stumbled and blundered And sometimes fell by the way Remember I have fought some hard battles And won, ere the close of the day Then forget to grieve for my going I would not have you sad for a day But in summer just gather some flowers And remember the place where I lay And come in the shade of evening When the sun paints the sky in the west Stand for a few moments beside me And remember only my best

Dearest Daddy Mo Thank you for being you, such a gentle and caring soul You showed your affections quietly and without fuss. You worked hard and helped everyone. Your conversations with me over the washing up I loved ... the time we spent over those dreaded bun tins !!! Your funny humour and infectious smile showed me life could be good. For me to know you was uplifting to my soul, a happyness I looked forward to, a guiding light. Thank you for being you. Love always Helen Murray.

Such a special man, a surrogate dad and amazing Grandad Jack to our two boys. I have loved sharing the last 30 years of my life with Jack's unconditional love and support, not to mention his dry wit, salient thoughts and every now and again, stern guidance "you work at life, it doesn't come easy". Miss you all the time, you have always just been there, a quiet and guiding soul, see you again one day. with lots of love Gina, Steve, Harry and Jack. xxx