It has been a bad few weeks for our family. So shortly after losing Pops, today’s sad post is to record that we lost Grandpa Bob on Friday, following a battle with cancer.
One of the most steadfast, decent and generous men I’ve known, he played a huge role in my young life and liked to hide his softness under a veneer of grumpy Yorkshireman. To me he was a father and, to James, he liked to refer to himself as ‘GPM’, which stood for ‘Grandpa Meldrew’ (as if that would have convinced anyone who knew him).
We’re sad to say goodbye to you, GPM, and sending all our love now to Jackie. x