The trip I made on Saturday to say goodbye was well timed, it was my Dad's last lucid day. He passed away yesterday in the arms of my Mum something I believe in the end was a mercy.
He never made the headlines. He never sought fame.
His only pride other than believing he was punching well above his weight in landing my Mum as his wife was his children and eventually his grand-children and great grand-children.
He was a good man, much loved and his only fault... if indeed it was a fault would be to burst out in song at the top of his voice in Tesco's to a song over their tannoy and embarrass the hell out of whoever was with him.
The world for me is a little darker today because part of the light in it has dimmed.
Goodbye Dad, you're in a much better place now.