Remembering happy childhood memories with my Dad, sea fishing on Portland Bill and camping overnight looking out over Chesil beach. We use to make a tent out of waterproof sheets and planks of wood to fit three people in, the third was Ginger his work mate who instead of helping construct the makeshift tent would stand laughing leaving us to do the hard work.

Dad's love of cats was a great source of companionship particularly Jumbo. My cousin, Richard (Dad's nephew) and myself had a nickname for Jumbo, The Pink Panther, because of his square shaped face and very long curly white whiskers.