Peter Watmough (3 Mar 1929 - 29 May 2014)

Farewell Granddad, I'll miss your warmth of spirit , sense of humour and the many games we used to play. Missing you terribly.

In memory of the only person who has been there for me from the time I was born. Words fail me and I don't know what to say and for anyone who knows me that unusual. I only know I miss you now and will do for the rest of my life. Dad it hard to describe the pain and I'll love you forever.

To my Grandad, the one who taught me the meaning of mumpharising. All the time you spent with us is locked in memory, your stories, your morals and your mannerisms will be passed on through the generations that succeed you