My Grandfather, was a preacher in the United Reformed Church in Sandwich, Kent. He christened me in the hospital at Ramsgate, while i was only a day or two old, because they thought i wouldn't survive, only being 7 months instead of full term.

Mum and i use to stay with him and Gran in Stroud, while Dad use to go on working trips abroad, to America and India, and we use to have great fun together.

He was always there for me to answer questions, he use to let me sit at the back of the church when he ministered at a christening.