How lucky was I to have an uncle like you, that loved and cared for me from the day I was born.

All the lovely times I had growing up, going with you and Auntie Ed to Chasetown to stay with your family; what great times I had with you both. Lovely memories that I will cherish all my life.

Then I married Prem, you loved him like a son, what good laughs you both had trying to start up your car with a screwdriver! 

Then me and Prem had our three children, Mandy, Jay and Sherina; you were the same with them as you were with me. Once they got with you and Auntie Ed they never wanted to come home.

Then came my grandchildren Meisha, Layton, Zac, Harley and Cruz; how they looked forward to coming to see you every week to hear your stories. All the times you timed them racing to see who was the fastest and teaching them how to march like a soldier. Aswell as how to hold the rifle (which at that time was a brush or umbrella!) 

I always said we could write a book on your life- and if we did it would of been a bestseller. 

Thank you Uncle John for everything.

I will love you and miss you always.

Shirley xxxx