All of you knew my Dad pretty well and would have probably shook one of his enormous strong hands at some stage. As I grew up we would always have a contest on gripping each others hand through a handshake. Over the years as I grew up and got stronger, I still could never match those hands of his! in fact I don’t think i ever did. During Dads final 10 months Dads handshake never weekend and we both found comfort holding hands together when I was visiting him, he would still squeeze my hand.. Our final handshake was on the 25th October and will forever be a part of me, I will treasure this for the rest of my life both in memory and digitally as I got a photo of it. Dad I love you dearly and you’ll be forever in my heart… Stuart xxxx