You were such a gentle happy and kind uncle to us when we were growing up.I remember we used to see you very often, with your Brylcreemed quiff, smart jacket, white socks and winkle picker shoes and that wonderful silly sense of humour and laugh, so much like Nana Rutty. I remember your old cars usually big Fords or Vauxhalls needing your welding skills and I shall always remember playing around your Hillman in the garage at St Peter's Street, the garage floor collapsed soon after the Hillman was moved out. You have meant so much to so many you will be sorely missed, rest in peace dear Uncle Dick. Keith