Dear Ralph
My fondest and overriding memory of you was when as a kid I would come round for tea with Beck and you used to make me laugh uncontrollably at the dinner table with your funny rhymes and ditties....happy days!!
Rest in peace
Much Love
Ally xxxx
Alison
2nd April 2020
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland