Dreams

A bit of a cliché but doesn't stop it from being true, I seem to dream a lot more when I am a little bit stressed, and it was only as I was on my way to work this morning that bits of last night's came back to me.

I remember running around a circuit, and finding it pretty tough going. I remember talking to people as I struggled my way around, telling them that I wasn't sure if I was going to finish. I'm not sure if I did. I think so, but that wasn't important.

What was important was that after completing the run, I had to set off on a long, cold walk home in the dark. I didn't seem to mind, and was just heading off down the path when I heard a voice calling my name.

Someone was coming up behind me, and he was insisting on giving me a lift home.

It was my father-in-law.

Changi

Another post from the Changi lounge.

It is amusing to put in a search for blogs containing the word "Changi" - there are quite a few of them (and now there's one more). I noticed one comment from a couple of years ago (which will be when I managed to include a trip to Singapore to visit the group audit team on one of my clients on the way back from a KC conference in KL) saying it would be interesting if I ended up having a job one day that required me to be a frequent flyer with Singapore Airlines.

Well, look what's happened. Given that this is my fourth trip since May, and given that each trip starts and ends with Singapore, and there have probably been one or two other transits through here during the year, I have probably made it into double figures for 2016. The only disappointing thing is that I haven't actually managed to leave the airport and get into the country itself! So, no stays at the Fullerton just yet. I expect that I'll be able to put that right at some point during 2017.

Sleepless

It is currently 2.50am here in KL, and sleep is so far eluding me. I did have a bit of a nap in the late afternoon / early evening, and so perhaps that has confused my body clock. The alarm will be going off to start another day in about four hours. It'll be interesting to see how ready I feel to face the day.

Started Early

It certainly felt like an early start this morning. I slept well until about 3am, then tossed and turned until the alarm went off at 7am, and I have to say felt pretty groggy getting up. Managed a cup of coffee and a couple of pieces of toast over breakfast before heading in to the office, but managed to get going ok once we got stuck in.

This evening I have finished my borrowed "Started Early, Took my Dog" that I started on the plane, and an excellent read it was too. Thanks for the recommendation and the lend, Bec. I am definitely going to have to read some more Kate Atkinson, and I pleased to see that there are three more Jackson Brodie books.

Planes

I’ve found it hard this year to get through long flights without one or two emotional moments along the way, and as I sit here listening to music on my ipod, staring out of the window at clouds below and a beautiful blue sky disappearing off into infinity, today is no exception. It’s probably something about having too much time available to sit and reflect, and after all, there’s plenty to reflect upon. Nicky was telling me about a picture that popped up on her timeline the other day from this time last year, and it did stop me in my tracks to think about how much has happened in how little time, and how blissfully unaware I was then of what was coming.

Things continue to improve, and I have no doubt will keep on getting better and better every day. It’s just a question of being patient and sticking with it.

And so it goes, and so it goes

And you’re the only one who knows.

LHR

Here I am once again, in what is rapidly becoming a familiar environment, the Singapore Airlines lounge at Heathrow. Having thought that last month's trip to the Far East was the last one for 2016, things have moved on rather quickly and here I am again. This time the trip is a bit different: just me going, no visits to our operations, only one location, and all being well I should be back next Wednesday. Mind you, things are a little fluid at the moment so we will have to wait and see what the next few days bring.

I have some work to do on the plane, so will probably steer clear of the in flight movies, unless there is something that particularly catches my eye. Plus, I have brought a book with me to read, as lent to me by Bec earlier in the week. I might go onto the library app in a minute and download some more, just so that I've got a few to choose from!

Gokey

Birthday

Walking

Willow has been allowed out for walks for over a week now, and today was the first trip out for a walk somewhere other than on foot from home.
 

Day 11

Today was the day of the mountain triple.

Jake and I were up and out at 7.15, over to MK, parked in Aladdin 203, on the ferryboat, down Main Street and into Space Mountain by a few minutes past eight o'clock. There were a fair number of people who had the same idea as us, and so we didn't get onto the ride for about twenty minutes or so. Despite, this, when we did get aboard, we still hadn't quite woken up.


Off Space, it being EMH, most of the park was still to open, and certainly the other two mountains on our list were off limits, so we headed in to Buzz to do some Zurg-blasting. Turned out that we were still struggling to keep our eyes open.


Two rides down, and time for a drink before waiting for the rope drop / walk through Liberty square and Frontierland. We headed to Big Thunder, and pretty much walked straight on there, before heading across to Splash where the wait had only got up to five minutes according to the posted time.

By the time the big drop came around, we'd pretty much woken up this time.


So, three mountains, plus Buzz all done, and it was only half past nine. A quick walk through to the back of Adventureland and we went on Pirates. Advertised at 10 minutes, but the queue was 20. I can't help but think that the Imagineers have a tricky one here. So they updated the ride by putting a few Jack Sparrow figures into the old scenes, and it is a much loved traditional ride. And hey, it was even the inspiration for the hugely successful movie franchise so surely they have to keep it, but it feels a bit tired to me. Tricky one.

Anyway, once we'd Pirated, I put in a request for the Hall of Presidents which Jake agreed to. As always when I get my way with this one, I think it is just great. I think Jake even enjoyed looking at the exhibits whilst we waited to go in.

Once we'd listed to the stirring and patriotic stuff, I declared that we needed to do something in Fanstasyland, and the only ride with an acceptable queue was Small World, so in we went. It was worth it for the personalised goodbye at the end if nothing else. Another sneaky bit of smart Magic Band technology.

Final stops before departing were more photos of the castle as we headed down Main Street (I'd been taking them every time we passed it during the morning) and as a special treat, a photo with Roy on his bench in Town Square.


And that was a pretty good morning in the Magic Kingdom.

As for the rest of the day, we went to the Studios in the afternoon. Made Jake go to the Voyage of the Little Mermaid and sit through the whole show for the first time ever, went and used more fast passes on TSM - Jake keeps winning, I watched the current show in One Man's Dream, which is a trailer for the upcoming Pete's Dragon movie - looks OK but I can't see it doing great business, and we went to see the Beauty and the Beast show. First time we'd seen it in ages and great as ever.

It started raining whilst we were in the show and was chucking it down when we came out. No buses back to Boardwalk and boats not running due to storm risk. We walked back and got soaked.

In the evening J&G had dinner at Artist's Point (about which they gave a good report). I gave them a lift, and when I got back, Nicky and I walked over to the Yacht Club. Plan had been to eat in the steakhouse, but they couldn't seat us straight away, so we went into the Crew's Cup bar next door for a drink. Ended up ordering appetisers in there. Then more drinks. Then more appetisers.

Somehow never made it to the steakhouse, but had a very nice evening!

Day 10

It seems I have some catching up to do!

As tomorrow is planned to be Extra Magic morning at MK, and so an early start, I am going to keep this to an update about today, and hopefully catch up some more another time.

Working backwards through the day (for reasons that will become obvious), this evening we went on the new Frozen ride in Norway at Epcot. The actual ride itself is the same as the old Maelstrom, but the new characters and scenes from Frozen are lots of fun.

We had dashed back from our shopping trip to make sure that we were back in time for our fast pass window, which we made with a few minutes to spare. We had enjoyed a 'productive' time at Florida Mall followed by a trip to Barnes and Noble.

However, the main event of the day was this morning, when we had parasailing at the Contemporary Resort planned. It was only available for groups of three, so I had agreed to be the official photographer so that the others could enjoy the ride. However, once we were out on the boat it turned out that there was time and space for us all to go, and after the glowing report from our first flyer (Nicky), I could hardly say no.

The pictures really don't do it justice. It was truly amazing. But here are a few to give you an idea.

Day 4

First stop MK today, and despite the fact that we were only out the door with about 10 minutes to go until our fast pass time for Big Thunder, we didn't have to wait too long for the bus, and so were there in plenty of time to make it onto the ride in our hour-long window.

As there was a gap before our next one, we were able to fit in three more things - Haunted Mansion, the Carousel, and Philharmagic - before heading onto the Mine Train, which thanks to the fast pass we were on with only a five minute wait.

By this stage it was getting pretty hot, and so we wandered through the castle, back along Main Street, and to Tony's Town Square restaurant, which we had booked for lunch (a first I think). N was saying that apparently the Americans give the restaurant some bad reviews due to small portion sizes, but J was the only one to finish his main course. (J&G both had steak, N had chicken and I had cannelloni.)

After lunch we headed out of the park. I made the mistake of suggesting a boat plus monorail plus Epcot walk home, rather than the direct bus. It was too hot to walk, and the rest of the party decided they'd get the bus from the Epcot monorail station back to Boardwalk, but it turns out that there isn't one, and so the walk was endured, including a drink stop at Starbucks.

By the time we were back at the room, we all enjoyed a long relax and cool down before heading for an evening at Disney Springs. It was N and my first visit of the trip. We were impressed by some of the new facilities - liked the Coca Cola store, enjoyed some of the other stores. It was Uniqlo's opening day so pretty busy. We had to endure another downpour but thankfully it didn't last too long. Some of Town Center was shut off for a private event for much of the evening which was pretty annoying. Jake got to say hello to Marcus Jordan which may well have made his holiday. We may well pop back to Springs tomorrow morning when hopefully it will be fully open, dry, and quieter!

In other news from today, Georgie has been giving out free eyebrow treatments, and everyone has been getting excited about Pokemon Go!

Days 2 and 3

Already behind with the blogging!

Picking up where I left off, we headed out on the bus to MK, and decided that we had different plans for our remaining 'Julien' fast pass of the day, and so Nicky and I headed for the mine train whilst J&G made their way to Space Mountain.

Looking back on it, the youngsters made the better decision. Their ride was inside! Just as we were approaching the queue for the mine train, it was being emptied because a storm was on its way. We decided to head over to Adventureland for some Dole Whip and come back in a little while. Unfortunately a little while turned into a long while, and not long after getting our ice cream the heavens opened, and we took shelter near the ice cream counter and watched the torrential rain and lightening for what must have been more than an hour.

Thankfully by this time J&G had been on Space Mountain and had made it on a bus to Springs and so whilst it was chucking it down there as well, they were able to dodge from shop to shop.

Eventually we decided that it had stopped enough for us to make a dash for it, and whilst none of the outside rides were up and running we decided to make sure that the trip wasn't a wash out (and we had enjoyed a passing parade on Main Street when we entered the park!) and went over to use our fast passes on Buzz.

Having done that it was definitely time to head back home on the bus (along with the sing-a-long family!) and we had bagels from the Boardwalk store for tea whilst the teenagers in the party were enjoying dinner at the House of Blues!

And so to day 2, for which we had Studio plans, as we had fast passes for TSM, plus three more bonus fast passes to enjoy. We used the walkway along to the Studios, and as we were in the park before our appointed TSM time, J&G and I went on Tower of Terror, using bonus fast pass no.1. As it was Jake's first go on the ride, I'll leave him to let you know how much he enjoyed it.

Next stop was Starring Roles for breakfast before heading to TSM (using our actual pre-booked fast pass) where Jake was the winner (170k score) much to Nicky's annoyance, and then on to Star Tours to use bonus fast pass no.2.

At this point we split up to use up bonus fast pass no.3, and Georgie and I went to the Rock 'n' Roller coaster whilst N&J went for another ride on TSM. Apparently Jake won again, scoring a few more thousand than the first time, but Nicky was claiming a wonky gun. At least I think that's what they said, everything was a bit hazy to me after being turned upside-down at high speed!

The plan had been to have lunch at the park, but it was getting pretty busy, so we came home, and after a little while headed over to Mall at Millennia and had lunch at the Cheesecake Factory. The finer details elude me, but I had a particularly rich Godiva chocolate cheesecake, and certainly didn't need to eat again for quite some time.

We split up for shopping, and whilst the teenage contingent enjoyed the mall, N and I snuck off for a bit of Old Navy therapy. I got three new tops and Nicky got one. I was barred from a fourth, despite trying to drum up support from random strangers in the changing rooms when Nicky was telling me it was no good!

Once mall shopping was complete, we stopped off at Publix to stock up (having established that we wouldn't be moving from our one bed unit at all, even if we were losing the studio next door for a night) before coming home for a while prior to the DVC pool party.

The Typhoon Lagoon pool party was good fun, although it turned out that we stayed longer than J&G. We all enjoyed the lazy river and the wave pool (I think we were all a little surprised by the strength of the wave!) and it ended up being quite a late finish.

Today has been a quieter day - quite a late start and some time around the pool including playing some pool and table tennis, then lunch at Denny's. Off to Premium Outlets for a look around the shops, although we didn't stay all that long, as it was just too hot.

This evening we went into Epcot for dinner followed by Illuminations, which was lovely if a little emotional. Plus it was a particularly special evening for what was left behind.

Day 1

And so the return to blogging is prompted by the best of things - a trip to Florida. Lots more to blog about as everybody knows, but those are subjects to be tackled another time. For now, let's just enjoy the simple pleasure of what we know and love - a trip report.

Uncle Martin picked us up at Boxley Road just after 6am, and after hugs (with possibly a tear or two) with Mum, we were on the road to Gatwick in his spacious Discovery. The M25 was a bit busy - and I haven't particularly missed it over the last couple of months of commutes - but we were at the airport not very much after seven. We were checked in already, so just needed to drop off bags, which was pretty straightforward. Virgin seem to have stopped the snaking queue approach at drop off, and it was a case of picking a line, and so we went almost as far from the entrance as we could meaning that there was only one group in front of us before our turn. Bag weights were all in the 9-13kg range so plenty of shopping capacity.

Upstairs and straight through security, which again would have been very quick apart from me being a plunker. I remembered to take my laptop out of my bag but not my iPad, which meant that my stuff ended up going through the scanners three times. N, J and G ended up sitting and waiting for me! By the time I had finally been cleared to fly, the consensus was that breakfast should be next. However, the South Terminal dining facilities were going through a bit of an overhaul - no food court at all - meaning that the remaining choices were pretty busy. We went for the one without a queue, which alarmingly turned out to be Nando's. Whilst I can't comment on their dinners (and J and G were keen to point out that they still rate them) their breakfasts were pretty rubbish.

Once we'd endured watery porridge and bendy french toast, there was still plenty of time for some duty free shopping. I think that the main purchase was some new Gucci perfume for Nicky. I avoided the temptation of a new camera, deciding that my existing one plus the iPhone would do fine for now. Before too long it was time to head to gate 13 and board "Hot Lips" for our flight, which was pretty uneventful. Between us we managed to watch a good number of films - I watched "Spotlight" on Jake's recommendation, and very good it was too, plus finished off my new Ian McEwan book.

Orlando airport was a bit of a disaster. We landed at around 3.30pm local time, and it wasn't far short of 6pm by the time we made it out in the car. We seemed to go from one queue to another. Firstly what can only be called a 'pre queue' for immigration, then the main event, then a crazy snaking queue around the luggage area to hand in our customs forms, before finally getting the sky train to the main terminal and the queue for the hire car. Most disappointing MCO!

Things started to look up a little in the Alamo garage. There weren't very many 'full-size' cars left, and they were all locked. Getting a little frustrated, we pointed this out to a member of staff, and he suggested we took a car from the other side of the lot, and so we made off with a Jeep. Seemed to be fine with the guy checking the paperwork at the exit, so a free upgrade.

I dropped people and luggage off at reception before heading to park the car at Boardwalk, and by the time I got back check-in was nearly complete, albeit with various discussions underway with staff, about our one day move, and about our country's longer term move out of Europe. We were commiserating with a French member of staff called Julien, and out of nowhere he decided to give us some bonus fast passes for the first two days of our holiday, so he is our new best friend!

Our villa seems very nice. Not too far from the front desk, with a view of the quiet pool (and we can keep an eye on whether the table tennis and pool tables are busy which should be handy). We wonder whether we might be the first inhabitants since a refurb because everything is pretty spic and span. We did point out what appeared to be a little leak in the shower when they brought our bags up, but the guy from bell services said he would get it checked but it shouldn't be anything to worry about.

By this point we were pretty tired, but in need of some food before bed. There was some talk of a quick trip into Epcot for quick service Japanese, but we didn't want to waste a day's worth of tickets, so we went along the Boardwalk and ended up in the Big River Grill. Inside was really loud, so we asked to sit outside, where it was still hot, but much quieter.

Thus refreshed and refuelled, J&G picked up some essentials for us on the way back up to our room (water, cookies ...) before we called it a day.

This morning we were all up at a decent time, what with the time adjusting and all, and true to his word, Jake was off to the gym at about 7.30, so we sent him with instructions to pick up pastries on his way back! The rest of us took our time about getting up, and enjoyed the pastries once the healthy one returned.

With the bonus fast passes, we decided that we would head out to Epcot in time to do Test Track prior to our appointed Soarin' time, and so we were in the park through the international gateway just after 9am, wandering through the quiet and closed UK and Canadian pavilions. We were pretty much straight on to Test Track, and Nicky and I designed a smart-car-ish vehicle compared to J&G's muscle car (which did beat ours in all the tests). We were done and off the ride with lots of time to spare so had a good look around Mouse Gear (including trying on of silly hats!) and a drink from Fountain View Starbucks before going in to Soarin'.

Unfortunately we made it down the slope of Concourse B, and then the fire alarm went off, and the whole building had to be evacuated. We did a full circuit of the exterior before being led back 'onstage' near to the Imagination pavilion, so we went in there and to the new DVC lounge (not bad - expect we'll use the free drinks / snacks / exclusive spot for a sit down opportunity again) for a drink. By this point our Spaceship Earth time had come around so that was our next destination which was good as always (although Epcot was clearly having a glitchy day - the photos at the beginning didn't work and so our faces didn't pop up in the animation at the end).

Heading back through Future World we stopped off at Club Cool - Jake persuaded Georgie to try Beverley - it wasn't met with approval! - before heading to the World Showcase, starting at the Mexico end, including a stop in to that pavilion for a quick boat ride. J&G checked the menu for the restaurant in there in case they wanted to go back some time, but it was deemed to have too many peppers and onions!

We ended up arriving at Teppan Edo earlier than our reservation time, but they didn't mind, and we were seated in less than five minutes. Whilst it is just the same, and just as fantastic, there were a few differences to report from today's visit - a little bowl of salad at the start, only two sauces (but still including yum yum), and even some changes to the menu (choices of steak, no scallops, no swordfish, opportunities to add extras ...).

After lunch we took the Morocco to Canada boat, and gave Soarin' another go. We were able to explain that we'd missed out earlier in the day, and so go into the fast pass line without using up one of our bonus fast pass privileges. The new ride is much the same as the old one, just with updated scenery to admire. And when I say it is much the same, that of course means that it is still fantastic.

Having been successful with Soarin' it was time to return to our rooms for some chill out time, given the temperature, plus this still being day one. When we got back, we discovered that we'd been left some Welcome Home cookies and milk by the lovely DVC Boardwalk staff.

More to follow in next post of rest of day trip including a very wet trip to MK and tomorrow I might get around to uploading some pictures.

Simpang Kiri

A quick blog to record the end of the first full day of the first trip of my new job. It will only be quick as it is just coming up to midnight here, and it will be another early start tomorrow.

Turning attention back to the last couple of days for a moment, the journey to Singapore went smoothly. No A380 this time around, but benefits of business still enjoyed - most notably the ability to have a flat bed for a few hours for some sleep. Met up with Philip and Ann in the Changi lounge (they were in the first class side due to their exalted traveller status) before the onwards journey to Medan.

Turns out that Medan has a new airport since I was last here. Much nicer and more modern that before, but an hour's drive from the city. Hotel is also much better than the one we stayed in when I was here about 10 years ago.

A beer before bed last night, and managed to sleep reasonably well before the alarm woke me at 5.30am to have me up, breakfasted and out with the rest of the party just after 6.30 for the 3 hour drive to Simpang Kiri.

Our day on the estate was fairly busy, starting with a garland welcome from some of the children followed by a visit to the kindergarten, before we began the actual estate tour. It turns out that the estate is split into two divisions which are about a 45 minute drive apart (the whole estate is called Simpang Kiri, and then to confuse, so is one of the divisions, with the other called Secondur - check spelling). The drive to Secondur is alone a pretty bumpy unmade road, but does include a crossing of the famous Ann Fletcher bridge.

The Secondur tour also included a school visit, and on our return to Simpang Kiri we were treated to a full on production including singing and dancing from the children as well as speeches in honour of Philip's retirement.

It was after eight by the time we returned to the hotel where we've met up with David and Chandra ready for our train journey south in the morning.

[To be accompanied by photos when upload speeds allow]

Hodge

Based on a recommendation from Ian, I have just finished reading "Any Human Heart" by William Boyd. Excellent book, and I am very glad that he suggested it to me. I should make sure that I come back to it in future posts, to talk about all sorts of things - the remarkable changes in the world in the 20th century, some of Logan's experiences, Freya and Stella, Logan's father, and lots more as well.

However, today's post is about a very trivial point, but a coincidence that occurred today. Reading the final section of the book yesterday - The French Journal - we learn that Logan gets a pet dog and a pet cat. The dog is named Bowser, and the reason for that is obvious, being named after a brand of pet food. The cat is named Hodge, but no reason is given. Yesterday, when I read it, I had guessed that there must be some connection with one of Logan's friends, whose name is Dick Hodge, but I couldn't see what that connection was.

Then today, I was working in London, and despite it being within one minute's walk of our London office, I think that for the first time ever I walked through Gough Square, and this is what I found.


Bit of a coincidence I thought?!

Lots of other signage within Gough Square made it clear that Dr Samuel Johnson had lived there in the 18th century, and a very small amount of research reveals that he was an animal lover, and Hodge was his favourite cat.

Given that Logan was a writer, it seems pretty likely that he'd decided that the only appropriate name for a writer's cat was Hodge.

Maybe Boyd thought that a well-informed reader should have known that already. Well the real coincidence was that this one managed to find it out the day after reading the book!

Hawksmoor

A quick catch up on posting - this is Wednesday's post really. Went to the Hawksmoor restaurant near Seven Dials for dinner. Food and company both very good.

Grass

Taking advantage of a couple of dry and mild days, gardener Joshua came round today for the first time this year, and task number one was to cut the lawn.

To prove how much it needed it, and how much of a difference he made, here's a couple of quick snaps, before to one side, and after on the other.

8 books

It is well known that I have a bit of a book addiction. Those who are willing to feed my habit kindly supply me with Amazon certificates when birthdays come around. Last week, I cashed in some of them in exchange for a small batch of eight, which arrived today. They are:

• the second and third in the "Long Earth" collaboration between Terry Pratchett and Stephen Baxter, to go with the first one which is already waiting on the shelves;
• another Jon Ronson, who is very readable and this one looks particularly entertaining;
• a new copy of To Kill A Mockingbird, bought partly to go with my Go Set a Watchman which Georgie got me for my birthday, and partly because I used to have a nice copy, but foolishly lent it to the family over the road when they went on holiday one summer. I think they all read it, and it came back very creased, which was upsetting to a book nerd like me;
• The Poison Artist - a debut novel, but they were discussing it on the radio last week and it sounded good;
• another Sue Townsend. Her books are running short now. I enjoyed Number 10 that I borrowed from Mum, and the Mole books ran out a while ago;
• A Little Life (but a big book). Only just out in paperback and looks good. Makes me think a little bit of The Art of Fielding transported from college life to grown up New York, but I'm probably way off. We'll have to wait and see; and
• The Big Short - been meaning to read this for ages. Bit like old news now, but hopefully interesting and not too complicated when getting into credit default swaps or whatever.

There - who knows how long it'll take me to get through that lot. Oh, and by the way, total cost - £27.85 for 8 books. Some savvy Amazon shopping

And I just noticed that the new Lincoln Rhyme (The Steel Kiss) is out tomorrow. Will have to see if I can be good and wait for that in paperback.

Dad

It has been a very long time since my last blog. In fact, the last time I posted on here we were on holiday in Orlando.

A lot has happened since then, and finding the right time to put up a message, and knowing quite what to say has become harder and harder as time has gone on. I know that I want to continue to blog, and I'm sure that a lot of what ends up on here will be my usual trivial nonsense.

But I can't get straight back to that.

The world has changed.

I'm gradually getting used to this different world, but it is taking time. I don't suppose it'll ever be entirely ok.

Music both helps and hurts all at the same time. Romsey's concert, dedicated to Dad last night, was amazing. The tenors sounded beautiful as they sang the Agnus Dei - but he wasn't one of them. I don't think I've ever felt tears quite that hot against my eyes.

And then, at the end, as a further tribute, they sang Crossing the Bar, which they'd sung at the funeral.

The only words I can think to share right now are the ones that I said at Dad's funeral back in January, to try to explain how close we were and how special he was to me.

I miss him so much.

I’m not here to tell you all about Dad and his many qualities – you all knew Dad and already know what a wonderful, kind and gentle man he was.

I thought I’d share a few personal memories I have of my Dad, and the special bond we had. My Dad and I had lots in common – we went to the same school (where my son Jake is now a pupil), we went to the same university and studied the same subject, we sung in some of the same choirs and had a shared love of music, and we even shared a very similar sense of humour. Dad and I were able to drag out silly jokes for days on end, much to the annoyance of the rest of our family!

And as I think about the lifetime of memories that I have, I remember in particular:

• Playing trains together in the basement of our old house in Maidstone Road. The hours, the endless hours he spent building the layout so we could play together, and the excitement and anticipation of seeing him get off the bus home from work with something new from Beatties model shop.

• Loving, just loving, talking about a maths problem with my Dad. Dad would help me solve the problem in the first five minutes, but then we’d spend the next hour or two talking about topics that were vaguely connected to the original problem. I know for certain that this is where my love for the subject came from.

• And, a very important life lesson that Dad taught me in my formative years – never take musical ties to funerals. Should seem fairly obvious I know, by this was a lesson that Dad and I had to learn together the hard way.

• The holidays. The wonderful family holidays. Dad driving through the night to take us to the Lake District whilst Bec and I slept and kicked each other on the back seat. Renting the big house on the Isle of Wight and taking along extended family and friends. Dad taking the dog for her morning drag to the paper shop each day.

• As for the musical memories, it’s almost impossible to pick out just one. I expect everyone here has many musical memories of Dad – such was his lifelong passion. For me, I shall never forget the day a few years ago when we went together to a John Rutter singing day. He and I stood next to each other, me muddling on through whilst Dad sang in his beautiful tenor voice.

• And finally, only a few weeks ago, just being sat together in the Old School House with Dad, listening to a recording that he’d made from the radio of the Faure Reqiuem

So, whilst there may be no more new memories to make, I count myself lucky. My Dad has left me with a treasure trove. And maybe the memories are painful now, but I know that in time they’ll return to doing what they’d done before – bringing great joy in remembering happy times.

And Dad, as I said to you only so very recently, nothing makes me more proud than when people tell me I am a bit like you - and I'm going to carry on trying to be a bit more like you every day - and I know I'll be the better man for it.