Yesterday was a very sad day for us as my grandfather passed away.A yorkshire man born and bred, he lived an immence lfe, travelling the globe with the merchant navy and being involved in post war mine sweeping exercises. He settled for some time in East Africa where he was harbour master and also a chief of police (i believe). It was there that he met my grandmother in a Polish refugee camp. They got married and continued to live in Africa for some years, bringing my mum into the world in the process.
When they returned to the UK, they bought their house in Datchet and Grandad started work as a security guard for Mars where he worked until his retirement. He used to keep his garden immaculate and we were never surprised to find him hoovering his lawn of a weekend.
No one could ask for a more giving, helpful, generous man to be part of their family and he will be greatly missed by us all.
