One of my earliest memories with my dad was of him taking me, Ryan and the cousins to uncle Alan's, which we all used to love so much. We went for a walk and he always managed to get us lost, which never phased him at all as it was all part of the fun. Instead of worrying or shouting at us all for moaning because we had been walking for what felt like days, he thought it would be funny to pick up the large cow patts in the field and throw them as frisbees!! He was a fun and loving dad growing up, always acting silly and finding ways to make us laugh. Some memories include putting an old mattress on the lawn so we could use it as a trampoline, teaching me how to dance by putting me on his feet, going on road trips with his favourite music BLARING out (Gipsy Kings, The Christians, Journey - don't stop believing) whilst shouting 'Mint sauce' out the window at the sheep, much to my disgust! Our love of the Jungle Book used to have me laughing when he obsessively played the audio book in his car. He loved Baloo and thought that everyone should take a leaf out of his book because he was so happy. He just seemed to ease through life with what felt like no worries at all. He called me the faffer and never understood why I worried so much. He used to say 'what's worrying going to solve'. As I got older, we spent many many times in his favourite place - the pub, ha ha! He introduced me to lager and lime and would offer me scratchings EVERY time, knowing full well I was a vegetarian. He was full of love, smiles and constant jokes. He would tell me if I wanted to do something in life, what was stopping me? Nothing! He hated that I worried about EVERYTHING. If I am going to take anything from his death, it's to take a leaf out of his book and try to learn not to worry so much and do the things I want to do in life. I will miss his smile, his jokes, his infectious happiness and love for life. I will miss his phone calls where he used to deafen me by shouting TEZLAAAAAAAA at the top of his voice and I will miss the end of those phone calls where neither one of us could put the phone down without saying I love you a trillion times until one us gave up and hung up the phone. One of the last conversations I had with him was him telling me that he loved me so much, always had and always will and to remember that forever. There is so much more I could add, but I would end up writing a book if I carried on. I love you and will miss you always dad.

A one off and a funny man will miss our chats Sue

A true gentleman, Bryan will be so missed. His calming influence and beaming smile always brightened up the day x