My dad, donald morgan was born in december 1945 in wales, to parents anne morgan and david haydn morgan. He had an older brother named leslie. He grew up in streatham, london . He had a variety of jobs in his life, he was a driving instructer, a hairdresser, repped for marlborough which took him to a place that was very close to his heart, silverstone.. he remained a true fan of motor racing until he died, something he shared with my brother darren.. later in life he worked for a company called autoglass to where he had some great friends and remained until he had to retire due to his illness.. he married my mum rosanna on 22nd august 1970, they would have celebrated 44 years together this year. In 1974 they moved to leicester and I was born two years later in 1976. My brother followed in 1978.   family was very important to my dad, he was a very loving, caring and at times a very humourous man. I still remember a time when he played a practical joke on my brother darren and I, by hiding dog biscuits in darrens packed lunch and a raw egg in my coat pocket.. my dad took me to my very first concert when I was about 13, new kids on the block, he spent most of the time making fun of all the fans by singing, screaming and waving his arms in the air.. he had hangin tough down to a tee.. lol.. later on , he introduced me to singer michael buble, and we went on to attend many concerts of his together.. these times were very special to both my dad and I.. and will remain treasured memories for the rest of my life.. it was on route to a michael buble concert thst my dad had told me that he had been given 3 months to live when he was disgnosed with prostate cancer back in 2007. Thankfully he went on and was even in remission for a few years. But in december 2013, he was admitted to hospital and my family and I were given the heartbreaking news that the cancer had returned and spread into the lympth nodes in his stomach.. he was given a few weeks to live, he went downhill fast and passed away on the 21st january with all his family around his bed.. my dads battle with this devastating disease was finished, he was now at peace and out of pain..he was a loving husband, father, grandad, brother and friend. He will be sadly missed by all who had the pleasure of knowing him..  he was a wonderful man... he was my daddy.. I will always be his little girl.. until we meet again daddy..... xxxxx