Grandad Brian was like no other
He was a young soul at heart
I loved his company, and
The stories he’d impart
He had tales of war, childhood and work
He had lots of interesting skills
Like his “fluent French” he learnt at school
Think “Toto et le filles”
My memories of grandad
Start way back in Letchlade
The bungalow with his computer
Is where we often played
He had an old camcorder
We’d put on little shows
He could never pronounce sausage
And he’d always get my nose
He was happiest in his garden
He was really rather handy
He also loved his little dogs
Before Rusty, there was Shandy
To Disney World he holidayed
In his jeans and baseball cap
With his East End accent and slicked back hair
He was really a unique chap
He’d call us Little Darlin’
And Lovely was what he’d say
He was kind and funny, great with kids
We will miss him every day
“Really great Grandad” was the name
Given to him with love
He’ll be greatly missed by us all
But he’ll be smiling down from above
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