Dennis Deacon (3 Oct 1944 - 9 Jun 2018)

Grandad, been days recently where I just wanted to pick up the phone to you for a natter and Moan about my nannas routines when I ring her and for Indie to talk to you! Keep seeing red bounty’s and they make think of you.
We were near your house not too long ago for an emergency appointment at the hub, could have done with popping in and having a cuppa after the palarva we had!
I’ve just realised the bus near my house is a route near your house!!
Well and truly missed. ♥️♥️♥️

Grandad, always there for a natter or for me to let off steam just a phone call away. Will miss just popping round (when I can drive again) used to all the time when madam was a baby. Miss you very much. Thank you for always being my go to when I had questions regarding Marie. You will be missed by so many! dd Love you lots xx

A piece of my heart will always be with you and my heart will never be the same, I will always keep my promise to you , proud to be your son