Wednesday, 24 February, 2010

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You may have noticed that I have not blogged this week, this is because at 2pm on Monday my Uncle Jack died, he was 79 years old.
He wasn’t actually a real uncle, just my dad’s oldest friend from his Navy days. They met on the day they joined up in 1949 and were demobbed on the same day. They never actually served together, my Dad was in the Atlantic fleet and Uncle Jack went to the Far East fleet. My Dad was fond of telling a story about how he used Uncle Jack’s hat as an ashtray on the train as they travelled home after leaving the Navy.
I have many fond memories of him, he loved to debate and was a solid traditional Labour man, and I spent my teenage years arguing with him. When I last saw him, about 4-5 weeks ago he was his usual self, argumentative, funny and full of life
He was my first character reference when I applied for a job and he most recently performed this duty when he was a referee for me applying to join the Conservative Party candidate list.
I will miss him and one of my life’s constants has gone.
Anyway, this explains why I haven’t been blogging this week.
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