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26-03-10, 09:45 AM

My inspiration is my Dad but I only realised this after he died, will be 10 years this week.

He was an old school grafter and couldn't say No to anyone. Throughout his life he always worked hard, in the RAF, own business as a driving instructor, police, security, and finally working for the then DSS as security guard. He was a proud man and fiercly loyal. Always standing up for whats right. I remember we had a miniture poodle that he used to walk every night. One night he was beaten up because 2 drunk lads were making fun of him and the dog! I was the one who found him and took him to the hospital.

He lived for his work and then at weekends played cricket and football ending up refereeing both. He semi retired in the April of him turning 65, in the September he was diagnosed with skin cancer, by December they could do nothing for him and Mum gave up work to nurse him at home. We had a fun but sad Christmas as a family in the March Mum phoned me to say she wasn't coping that particular day so I came home from work to help. I think he knew it was time to go cos he died early the next morning.

I still cry when I think of the harseness of it all. I remember him getting a phone call when he was sick asking him to referee a game that day. Although he knew he couldn't do it he really struggled to say no. I think if there had been a way of him doing it he would have lol

Probably explains alot about who I am!!!

26-03-10, 09:45 AM	#18
Amanda Guest Posts: n/a	Re: Inspiration, Motivation who do you look up to ? My inspiration is my Dad but I only realised this after he died, will be 10 years this week. He was an old school grafter and couldn't say No to anyone. Throughout his life he always worked hard, in the RAF, own business as a driving instructor, police, security, and finally working for the then DSS as security guard. He was a proud man and fiercly loyal. Always standing up for whats right. I remember we had a miniture poodle that he used to walk every night. One night he was beaten up because 2 drunk lads were making fun of him and the dog! I was the one who found him and took him to the hospital. He lived for his work and then at weekends played cricket and football ending up refereeing both. He semi retired in the April of him turning 65, in the September he was diagnosed with skin cancer, by December they could do nothing for him and Mum gave up work to nurse him at home. We had a fun but sad Christmas as a family in the March Mum phoned me to say she wasn't coping that particular day so I came home from work to help. I think he knew it was time to go cos he died early the next morning. I still cry when I think of the harseness of it all. I remember him getting a phone call when he was sick asking him to referee a game that day. Although he knew he couldn't do it he really struggled to say no. I think if there had been a way of him doing it he would have lol Probably explains alot about who I am!!!