Ive been trying to find the right words, thinking what to say. Ive thought about it long and hard, each and every day. But simple words just wont do, its not enough you see, they cant explain how much you did or what you mean to me. The good habits, the bad ones, the laughter and the tears. If we could have you just one more day Id do free overtime for a year! 😉 You will never know how much you mean, to me or everyone else too, you were such a modest, kind hearted gent, theres no other boss quite like you! I miss the way you tell your stories, and how your voice would fill a room. The way you Mis-heard words because youre a complete and utter loon! Youd sometimes do it on purpose and raise your eyebrows with glee, at the way wed all groan and moan we said delivery, not cup of tea!!!! The latter was a favourite, pint pot and two tea bags, a dribble of milk no sugar, every hour, what a drag! But it always kept you happy and of your factory you were proud, youd HELLO BABYWISE to every phone call, we now realise famously loud! Singing was also favourite, you had your catchphrases too, usually time to go hooome sang not at 5, but usually 2! Beat em up and Get em out were a couple more wed hear, as you wandered round the factory with attempt to deafen ears! There rarely is a man that has the qualities of you, the respect and love is wide spread, your whole family deserve credit, as without their love and patience you wouldnt have been you! Youve touched so many hearts and changed a lot of lives, and we know youre always here in spirit, our Mr Babywise. Sweet Dreams Peter xx
Posted on: Sun, 10 Aug 2014 00:35:23 +0000
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