The way you had us come and stay for weeks in the summer, beautiful time spent with each other.
 
The days out together were the best, Drusillers, cinema and beaches plus all the rest.
 
The way we walked to Bexhill and back in the evening was so much fun, stopping by the bench at the top and sitting to watch the sun.
 
The way you made the best picnics ever with everything you need, no matter where we went, everyone there you could feed.
 
The way no matter where you sat your feet did not reach the floor, you always laughed and joked that’s what happens when your 4ft 4”.
 
The way your biscuit tin was by far the best, never beaten no contest.
 
The way you would wave us goodbye at the door, for as long as it took until you knew we could not see you anymore.
 
Even though we were fussy eaters you always sorted us out, your crinkle cut chips and burgers were the best without a doubt.
 
The way you hug us and held us tight, the way you always tucked us in at night.
 
The way you sang beautifully ‘well meet again’ on the phone, no matter when we would see you, you would still say how much we had grown.
 
The memories you gave us, and the influence you made, the love for you we have, will never ever fade.
 
So many memories that we could write about, from the SodaStream, leather elephants and all your Lladro laid out.
 
The way we will love and miss you until we meet again, memories of you and Grandad we will cherish forever until then. 
 
We love you Nanny from Michelle and Claire.