What can i say about four eyes , The man who gave me the long established family nickname of Spikey. I must admit now, i think i hated it at first. He had all the other kids and John and Steph and even June calling me by it in the street.. After a while i built up the confidence to try and wind him up with his pet name.. But he didnt care, He laughed it off and was never letting a wee guy like me noise him up. I was lucky I had a friend in him , In our younger days when he gave you his attention it was full and he helped you with anything that he could assist in. At a young age of 16 , He asked me if i would like to go away and work with him for a week. We were fitting batteries into onshore lighthouses throughout the Outer Hebrides, isle of Lewis , Harris - North and South Uist.. Best ever and only way I seen a beautiful part of the country. There was one little light sitting about a quarter of a mile from shore. He said. We are going to that. I thought oh shit. I cant swim.. when he seen the look in my eyes. He let me load up this wee rowing boat with a motor on it. With this quota of batteries. Before i said. I cant do this. He said with a giggle , i will do this myself. I thought Thank the lord for that. His words. I thought you were shitting yourself. Back in the day we also worked with him in Faslane , hauling heavy electrical cables around the hillside of the navy base. He had a laugh at this also , as when we were travelling home , falling asleep in his car , knackered !!! Boom you would here him banging the dashboard of the car with the word BANG at the same time. He was laughing with all the shocked faces. I was like WTF... lol I thank him for these memorable days and will never ever forget him. Goodnight Four Eyes , your wee pal Spikey....
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