In your memory, daddy, too many short stories to tell and retell...Life with you just seemed to be in momentary bursts.  Always, always thinking how proud I am of who you were, and what you achieved. I remember the London Olympics opening in July 2012, we were all geared up to watch it; you tripped over the steps and that was it, we spent the rest of the day and night in A&E. It was my first treasured time with you. We were there from about 5pm until 11pm before you were admitted. What life stories you filled me with! I was soooooo glad to have you all to myself! 

Later on, I thought to myself, I should have recorded those stories...One to tell is how you got drafted into the Nigerian Navy.